Almost carrion: War and Valor Picture

After recently re-reading the book "Gates of fire" (About the three hundred Spartans and a mere thousand other assorted Greeks who held off the two million invading Persians at the gates of Thermopylae for seven days) it occurred to me to write a poem about the valor spoken of in this novel.
Medusa, (For those of you who do not know, I had to brush up on my mythology anyway to write this) was a Greek myth, a Gorgon who turned any mortal to stone upon eye contact. Also note (With some relevance to the poem) that her hair was composed of writhing snakes.
Most of the allusions to the monumental battle of Thermopylae lay in the last part of the poem, specifically the ending (One little bit of symbolism that I hope you all grasp).

As recognized, the scene depicted verbally is one not of motion and sound like a war, but rather a serenely and peaceful, from which the title "Almost carrion" is born, for I could not name the poem so if it did not hold this concept.
I have always imagined that when one dies in battle all the formerly chaotic outside of the individual is rendered irrelevant and the last few seconds may be endured in perfect silence.
I recommend you all read the book.

Advanced critique encouraged.
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