Thunderings,fire and tears
The pains that spikes
The gnashing that penetrates
The rivers picks to her heels
The mountians escapes to hide
The beauty of shame
The conqueror conquered
The fruits waits for havest
The foetus lies expecting
Until the giants come along
Wasting the grains aways
Dashing the hopes restored
No need for a future
The day has had enough
No victor No vanquish
All efforts lies in ruins
The barns rest in waste
A crowd of cripples
A multitude of the blind
Vultures now enthroned
All dancing to the drums of war
@originalworks
Nice one , keep it up
Thanks,this is just a gentle reminder for everyone clamoring for wars across the world.
May war not befall us ooooo
Yes ,we must learn to tolerate ourselves
Great
I pray we didn't see it in our generation
Wow!
After the past experiences, i guess everyone on this earth will passionately hate that word
WAR!