Cut Down By Deeds of History's Warlords
Cut Down By Deeds Of History's Warlords
Saddened with their agony and deep pain,
the black of nights slowly passed on away:
Purple hearts can never ever explain,
war's dark, needless battle deaths anyway!
Dear sweet memories soothe a wounded mind
thus bringing much needed relief to bear.
Twilight's brings on another sad hurt kind,
stripping shattered souls so completely bare.
Darkness and misery grinds the brave stone,
where hope hides in such strange shadowy fjords.
Lives wasted, brave people forever gone,
cut down by deeds of history's warlords!
Heaven will judge right those souls forced to die!
Hell will burn warlords, we need not ask why?
Robert J. Lindley, 2-21-2015
Sonnet: Perfect tens
100 words..
Syllables Per Line:
10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10
Total # Syllables: 140
Total # Words: 100
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2016
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