Spooks of War
War is the spookiest Thought that I know
Lingering and dreaming deep down below
Blood ridden bodies with death at the door
Each bullet with a name written on the ammo
Sleepless nights wondering if you get to go home
Or be placed in a coffin with a flag atop a dome
Wind driven choppers carrying the dead back home
Today could be your last day of all spooky syndromes
Contest: Eight Lines of Spooky Rhyme
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin
Date Created: 10/24/2020
Copyright © Bobby May | Year Posted 2020
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