For Love of War

Ambient sounds ravage the mind, drowning your voice- Not your focus-to be compromised but not by choice; Only surrendering to the calls of injustice from its victims, Shouting a harrowing defeat to cultivate the system. The sting of wind comforts your skin trapped outside Of a tested soul capsized in battle where you can’t hide. The serpent slithers slyly amongst the dead weeds; Summoning the demons ravaging the land by feet, Coursing the ground, possessed with the thirst of blood. Within a short time, the heart quickly hardens, even if good. Shock and grief embed in your DNA, pulverizing your brain cells, Piercing through your eyes, fostering a look marked by enduring Hell. A stared aimed beyond a thousand yards ahead, reflecting nothing back; The ones you love try to comfort you, not knowing you’re going to crack. Your whole life haven been flashed and stripped before your eyes, Ripping apart your innocence, chipping your heart only to capsize What you fear: pushing back against the storm, mirroring yourself. Time whispers empty promises to help heal out of reach on the shelf: What pain and torment for so many caused by few has resulted in one; Conjured from the love of glory in strife, leaving only what you won.