Another Side of the Story
from the depths
of the ocean
to the mountains of
the moon
you can see what
you want to see, learn what you will
but maybe - just maybe
you'll
alight on a
branch
join the birds in
song
Unreal thought!
Unreality
has become the
order of the day
while senseless legions
march
the air is full
of the sounds of gunpowder
As the fire dies
become what
you always
desired to be
leave the
battle to others
eyes peer out
in the shadows
hope rises with the wind
let us view peaceful
green fields below
fly with those birds
as down below
a magical truce is
reached
To be enshrined
Forever
in the hearts of men
Copyright © Matthew Anish | Year Posted 2005
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