Silent was the wind in the
final hour, pride swelled anger
subsided; amazement grew in
the fearful and the brave. Many
upon the earth lay slain; whose
victory will be claimed. Cries filled
the air, the earth shook, fearful they
tried to be strong, what in life had
gone wrong. Deep wounds, bullet in
the heart, the people, and their country
falling apart. Moon light filled the night
while bellowing clouds darkened the
furious fight. Cruel slaughter followed
their path, lies and deceit brought on
wrath. Hope flew away on the wings of
fear, women and children stand in blood
and tears. Heads filled with bitter despair,
tomorrow all will be dead.
4 thoughts on “The Way of War…”
war within will keep on killing many hopes in years to come
I have never personally experienced war, but I would imagine it would be like this.
There is no victory for the wounded or dead or their parents.
Your words ring so true.
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