War

The war starts young, unequally dividing me There are always casualties in war, I pray I'm not next A force pushes me here, pulls me there- Am I alive? I must be, the war is still raging on Lightening flashes and I feel the cold of darkness enclose around me The devil screams obscenities at me begging me to join his side I keep my head bowed low, hiding my innocent eyes from corruption The lies continue until I am deaf The words don't matter any more Only what I choose to see is what I believe The guns fire on and I'm alone, abandoned They forgot me... As I lay ready to die I raise my head and allow my eyes to take in all they can I die proud, alone, and corrupt There are always casualties in war

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Poet Destroyer A

Date: 4/8/2015 1:32:00 PM

Hi Logan, once again this poem is deep, war comes from many places, one is deeper than most far places... PS... Thank you for the sweet reply to my comment. Love LINDA

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 4/5/2015 9:37:00 PM

Logan :) Congratulations!! <3 you are one of the poetry soups Top and Hottest Poet, -this month. I hope you enjoyed Your Easter Weekend PLUS, Your name on the featured page of the ~Best New Poet~ Enjoy the coming week. Love LINDA

Logan Holliday
Date: 4/7/2015 8:11:00 AM

Thank you! That really means a lot to me Linda! (:

Jaycee Cervenka

Date: 4/2/2015 11:47:00 AM

"Only what I choose to see is what I believe" There is so much truth in this one line. It is part of the human psyche to be willfully blind. Nice write on a painful subject. ~Janet