The Other Side of War
Startled glances I left behind
Of misery and minutes
That seemed like hours, hours like days
Days like months, years forgotten
Stale and strewn for miles around
Ink trails running across those skies
Tell me is this any time to die?
A lost child weeping on blood stained streets
Born of war everything they dread
How do you soften the horror
That they carry through their lives?
Walking like the living dead!
The stars have fallen one by one
Sporadic fires erupting everywhere
Skies burning orange as it screams
Wind whipped black ash blowing around
Horrors buried in mud, snuff out silent sounds!
Like a game of chess played with no rules
By men in power with modern tools
A dark mindset that grows and wrinkles
Like burning paper in a blink of an eye,
Here comes the bombs relentless tunes
Playing like ceaseless drums!
The war is a thief of cries in despair
Stealing till there’s no one there!
Bullet hardened hearts of steel
Aghast, bewildered, exhausted and shattered
So much sadness floating
Like broken ice down those rivers
All those lives washed out and scattered
There is no time for you and me
To say our last goodbyes
Do you think that it really even mattered!
14.4.22
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