Best Poems Written by Hannah Fahad

Hearts of Gold

The bell rang
In the castle high, 
Calling for the rise
Of those below. 

War floods the gates, 
Not of fire or stone,
But of hearts torn. 
Now, they cause pain. 

Blood, death, gore, 
Strikes those below. 
Hearts of gold among the red, 
Try and fail to stop the end. 

In the castle high, 
They do not care. 
With hearts shrouded in gold, 
A metal so cold

No warmth of tears, 
Of terrors, of fears, 
No care among the ones of gold

For the reds pouring below, 
The lands plowed. 
The people die, 
Yet they do not cry. 

No, they're hearts are gold. 
No tear falls, 
Not for their land, 
Their home.

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