SILENT NIGHT

Written by: John Trusty

Somewhere out there
Illuminations still twinkle, just not here.
Lost in the absence of that God-awful sparkling light,
Everyone fighting is praying for a silent night.
Now on the battlefield a hush is commanded,
The warring factions apparently disbanded.

No one is pushing buttons or pulling a trigger,
Inside camps men lay exhausted by wars’ rigor.
Giving thanks to the almighty,
Hell will wait; so must Aphrodite.
Tears will wash away most reasons to fight.


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