During War

During war folks don’t breathe with ease, 
Kids don’t keep frolicking; they cease,
Haters of blood shed soldiers seize;
There’s caging in a once free breeze.

During war most men jittery, 
Eyes on the doors of Eatery,
In hands spoons in mind butchery
Some granted favours Trickery
Easily seen Debauchery
Yet some actors for Bravery…

During war Hard Principles bend,
Murder and Rape some kind of trend
No new Robes; The old one you mend
One for oneself prefers to fend.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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