how could I ask

how could I ask
ever (for something)
when all that was given
is written somewhere
the taking of nation
a burning of angels
giants we fell
to fields unaware

lowly these flocks
were surrendered to stone
but I beg not forgotten
their place
torn from the bosom
love had forgiven
armies as
martyrs to grace

how could I grieve
for a moment of comfort
a light
when another has gone
welcome wears weak
to boards nearly broken
my heart is made stronger
for love
kept from home

as eyes weep
for arms ever empty
time passing now
into pieces (we mend)
the most we could bear
to remember
(one moment)
and none with the wisdom
the strength to defend

those who have fallen
and those hid away
voices grow silent (and small)
uttered in places
I dare not betray
would love be enough
(enough) for us all