Wasted Lives
greater horror tale
may not be found in
tomes of fractured minds
as bloodied annals
of our history
Is human flesh
fully worthless
that on command
it's turned to dust
hopes and dreams
squelched midst screams
for glory
thus is
spoils of
war
(Diminished Hexaware)
Written on 14 June 2022
Copyright © Karam Misra | Year Posted 2022
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