War

The feigned glories of war With the fluttering flag And the romanticized figures and bloodied bodies Put a beautiful and patriotic image in your mind. But the horrors of war are not beautified With sugary words and hope. No. The sight of it, feel of it Can leave you trembling and wishing no more. Once the ideas of a beautiful war diminished Into the deepest, darkest depths of our minds, We saw the terrible cause of discord. Would war ever end? Though we have attempted peace since WW1 We have fallen short and ended up With more soldiers and more fatalities. War is the violent compromising of two conflicting territories. A way of foreign policy that causes mishap And reluctance. It causes weariness in civilians— But will it ever cease to exist? Is there no other way?