War Cry

War Cry A vicious tussle broke between two foes the quiet faction firmly stood its ground verbose wing dug in heels while braving blows Both land and sea were numbed with booming sound The battlefield a mangled, spectral form as angels wept, aghast at ravaging dispute; slain morphemes dazed, could not perform Just lay unnerved, shell-shocked and whimpering Then God took reins and urged the twain to call a truce; with His grace last trace of dark strife was buried; malice shed for once and all Peace soon prevailed to usher in new life Refulgent thoughts and words now on same page with souls well merged, sublime verse came of age footnote Words and thoughts need to be in perfect harmony for poetry to see the light of day. Resubmitted for Brian Strands contest mid Jan Jan 14 2018 Brian Strands contest Mid December Premiere Any form less than 20 lines 13th Dec 2017