After Victory
The land is drenched in crimson
the people are
uneasy
despite their apparent triumph
they are not sure
of their future
"Let's see what tomorrow brings"
Even thought the moon
still sends down its beams
they must be wary of darkness
As night turns to day
the people can wee the scene
of their victory
Haven't they learned yet
that blood equals blood
and every battle
leads to more battles
Only when this
is understood
will the dove of
peace
spread its wings
and fly away
Copyright © Matthew Anish | Year Posted 2005
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