Ashes

A poem I wrote about a war, no war in particular but having said that it's in the desert.  You can draw your own conclusions as to what it is exactly about and perhaps comment your views. 

 ASHES


i was their rainbow, but where is the sun,
where is the bright light
that's supposed to shine down?,
it's all gone now, it's gone.
the desert calls them in the night
angels come,
my body burns to have them near
to be their rainbow once more
it's not going to happen,
been used and abused
from afar.
now the sunlight shines for others
till that bright light goes out,
then I will be left alone
sorrow with grief
wondering why,
why I was abused and used
by men from afar who promised me all,
maybe some are dead and buried
in the war.
who knows if they are lost in the desert,
ashes by now,
so, I walk in the sand, sand between my toes
thinking of those men
from afar,
lost and alone I walked and walked,
bodies everywhere,
clothes tattered and torn
on bodies everywhere,
fire ahead, ashes hot ashes and sand,
all that was left were just ashes,
ashes and sand,
but I'm not there.
© jmd