Nameless

We do not name the dead
They die without a name
That is the fate of the dead
A nameless sort of suffering
Like the empty cry of a belly
Or the want of fresh blood
That never quenched thirst
Which is a nameless death
Killing, names trying to live
Turn them into many a dead
All…all nameless corpses
Bodies dead without a name
Such is the fate of us dead
Us who have not a name