Night Folktale
Its time to tell the truth untold,
why do we have to fight?
must we shed blood?
ever wondered why able bodied men
go to war,and come back half,
or even dead,
the pity of war, the pity of war distilled
i was sworn in to handle the situation
am in the perfect position?
though courage was mine, and i had mystery
wisdom was mine, and i had mastery
days strolled,
weeks jogged,
months passed,
years flew,
finally it ended
yes!!! the war ended
oh no!!! i was attacked
i parried but i couldn't and i lost
when will this war end???
Now Let Us Sleep
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