War

War is a psychopath in greed of power... a nation wrecking, wrapped in rubble, with nightmares of the might of hatred. Muddy boots over broken buildings the debris screams in silence of death, Please , can you stop the war? A brutal bullet butchers innocence A bomb defeats the trust of humanity. A missile stalls in the ragged horizon Anger exploding in a cauldron of hell. Only two legs lost, one amputed arm scars forever sour in head and heart. A beautiful country of tranquil pastures now a daily news of counting corpses. Dignity of a body, fights a helpless woman. hidden in darkness, cries of scared children. Pain in sadness, all noise and destruction. Finally they hail the glory of a victory. Who has won the War? A psychopath in greed of power.