The Way of War…

 

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.

 

©2014.annjohnsonmurphree

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