Unknown names <br />too vast for any tongue <br />to declare, or arms <br />to lift up <br />each bit of flesh destroyed <br />by torture <br />on the open honest fields of grass <br />yearning for sun <br />for rain.<br /><br />Charles Chaim Wax<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-world-continues-on-with-death/
