Hark you such sound as quivers? Kings will hear,
As kings have heard, and tremble on their thrones;
The old will feel the weight of mossy stones;
The young alone will laugh and scoff at fear.
It is the tread of armies marching near,
From scarlet lands to lands forever pale;
It is a bugle dying down the gale;
It is the sudden gushing of a tear.
And it is hands that grope at ghostly doors;
And romp of spirit-children on the pave;
It is the tender sighing of the brave
Who fell, ah! long ago, in futile wars;
It is such sound as death; and, after all,
‘Tis but the forest letting dead leaves fall.
(Mahlon Leonard Fisher)
More Poetry from Mahlon Leonard Fisher:
Mahlon Leonard Fisher Poems based on Topics: Death & Dying, Fear, Courage, Kings & Queens, War & Peace, Youth- "As An Old Mercer" (Mahlon Leonard Fisher Poems)
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- Old Amaze (Mahlon Leonard Fisher Poems)