God Of War Poems - Poems about God Of War

DISCLAIMER : THIS IS AN ACCOUNT OF THE MASSACRE IN ORADOUR-SUR-GLANE IN FRANCE WHICH TOOK PLACE ON JUNE 1OTH 1944 TO MY READERS , " SOME LINES IN THIS POEM ARE GRAPHIC , AND SOME MAY FIND...Read the rest...

God’s Creation Miracle Man 10/9/2023 Nations rise against Nations, God said this would be. So as each day expires, it ends another killing spree. Seems only mayhem, can satisfy some men’s craving. But shooting up the streets, far surpasses misbehaving. We fight and we scratch, sometimes living...Read the rest...

They are talking about World War III How stupid are these men?! What if we ignore them… What would happen then? Would we be so foolish to disregard the threat? Should we feel alarmed from those we never met? The worst of men,...Read the rest...

They tell me it’s your will I wonder why Why would you want a war Where children die? They gather in the scent of ancient must To tell us faith will heal, but we must trust That if we draw the...Read the rest...

The Russian bear never died it was in prolonged hiber-nation tending to western inflicted wounds nibbling on yellow stars gathering strength waiting for an opening waiting for weakness. Now the bear feeds on the blood of women each hectare of land it tramples. Burying...Read the rest...

They stand hands raised to the heavens praying that their prayers might be heard John G. Lawless ©3/10/2022...Read the rest...

The Ukraine Miracle Man 3/3/2022 A line has been drawn faint in the sand, because a world bully wants another’s land. Bursting projectiles now highlight the sky, bomb sheltered children are questioning why? The world has condemned this bully’s stance, yet daily his...Read the rest...

These are the men who go off to war They go overseas to an uncertain shore It’s hard to recall what they’re fighting for But we’re all told we’re gonna need more These are the men These are the...Read the rest...

As the sun turns blood Red in a dark empty sky, on the plains of Megiddo 4 horsemen ride by, Of biblical proportions much blood to be spilled, revelations played out and prophecies fulfilled, Then along the...Read the rest...

The spirits of the West hearing the voices, Of the many in pain go to their aid, Helping them to battle the, Evil within their mind. Their bodies have been ravaged, With the wars they have endured. Their journeys have been...Read the rest...

The heretics who walk in the day, Hiding behind a mask smiling, With an evil face knowing, Of what is yet to come. We are all rats in a maze, Looking for a way out. We cannot make out any sense, Of...Read the rest...

by Bob Moore © 2018 In single file the lines of men, marched slowly down the hill their flags were waving, bugles playing, the ones we had to kill no one knew the reason, they were about to...Read the rest...

Which other desire is nobler than an ardent wish for peace? A longing for wars to cease and make everybody fonder... that spilling blood increases boiling as the horrendous scenes implicate! Conflicts are the cause of restlessness, the blessed fruits of...Read the rest...

Shrill whistle blew as we crossed over the wire Charged at the Germans who opened fire Those who had run up ahead Fell first; now lay dead, I felt fear, Dread, Death was near, Puddles had turned...Read the rest...

This drawling, heinous war is sapping the soldiers’ strength. I perceive of which high above the battlefield. These rivers, fresh, indispensable rivers, flow red with hate and blood. And your words, saying that it will soon end,...Read the rest...