War’s Folly is an Irregular Ode with a mono rhyme strophe, Clerihew rhyme antistrophes, and a couplet rhyming epode written in 173 words. Centered for aesthetic symmetry the image is by me Josehf Lloyd Murchison.
Wars Folly Since you are there and I am here, have yourself an ice-cold beer. Raise your glass and sing with cheer, for all you love is standing near. This is not the way for me, I’m on a deck across the sea. The rolling deck as engines roar, as in the sky fighter’s soar. Barely adult’s young soldiers die, as their loved ones at home cry. On the land the sea or air, loved one’s bleeding over there. With hat in hand their families wait, for soldiers to come home they anticipate. The touch of their skin and smiling eyes, to give hope to their heart and spirits rise. This is not for all that go, say the crosses row on row. For at the point of a gun, dreams are destroyed and come undone. Hundreds dead or maimed for life, filled with sorrow, pain, and strife. Their mothers look at us and say, why do our children have to pay? It matters not to them we won, their lives are shattered and undone. By Josehf Lloyd Murchison
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