Peace 5

the old men in their dress suits, uniform of their trade talked away for days until a type of peace was made and the troops could come back home from peacekeeping in the land a face saving formula with the withdrawal all planned and out in the real world the factions of left and right survived in spite of the invasion quietly prepared to restart their fight in a land made even more desolate than before the invasion began until there emerged again a dominant leading man and that tyranny supposedly overthrown emerged from the shadows regenerated and re-grown and the old men in their dress suits seeing the stability of command forget the dead maimed and dying and shake the bloodied hands a carnage for nothing for when all is said and done if tyranny wears a different face has any victory been really won