Poem -

Deafening

Deafening

Deafening.
Eons past.
Faceless
millions
charge.
Fields of
glory.
Fields
of horror.
Fields
of death.
Warriors
of old.
Shields 
raised.
Swords
drawn.
Following 
orders.
Untold
stories.
Charging
straight
into 
hell.
Blood 
soaked.
Sweat,
tears
mud
mixed.
What 
story 
tell?
What for
death?
Fallen
 warriors.
Young men
ceasing 
to exist,
struck 
down.
Progeny’s
denied.
Lineages 
severed.
Futures
obliterated.
Destroyed.
Lost in
the mist
of time.
Careening 
headlong.
Still
to this
day.
To what
end?

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Marion

I so agree with your thoughts here John...a timeless loop of repeated carnage...to what end?...money power and land to the controlling few. We minions are just utterly stupid 😟

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author
E.J. Waling

So true MP. It’s always been about power and control for the few on the backs of the many.
Thanks for reading.
JP

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