by: Boat
A river scarred with ice Deep lashes into its soul Blood bubbling to its scarred surface Incrossible, Impassible, Undianiable A river so flooded over its banks With the bodies Overflowing the Volga’s wide birth A river once so clean and fresh Now a sea of bronze and lead Covered with a layer of thick red oil Holding in the trundles of dead, men, women, and children The families of the river preserved forever In the ice which cant be broken Except by, shells smashing holes In the ice, creating rossette geysers blasting into the sky Horrifying reminders of what lays
The Mire 