Poem -
Eternal Screams
A bullet. He crumples to the ground.
He lays still. To him there's no sound.
The battle rages. He is not aware.
The pain grows. A statistic of warfare.
Memory explodes. Home, children, and wife.
Last thoughts. Gone is his cherished life.
Many to follow. Wasted hopes and dreams.
Haven't we had enough ? Eternal screams.
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Well written Richard .it's a sad reality that we value life most when we are about losing it.we hardly cherish things till we loss them.Cheers.
Millions fall victim to war ! Why do we have to take any more ? !
I am afraid we do because war and conflict is in the soul of man ! That doesn't make it right !!!
Thanks for reading and commenting on my efforts !
Best wishes !