The pain of war

A gunshot is heard through the pause in battle
for a man cries out loudly, then silence once more
as the realization starts to sink into my mind
I know someone's died because of this horrid war

his body lies crumpled amongst all the debris
blank eyes staring skyward, not seeing anything now
limbs splayed out in unnatural positions
a look of sheer shock spread across his pale brow.

he did not look as in peaceful slumber
more like an action figure, left discarded and broken
his wounds so severe, taking his life force away
blood pooling on the ground,  numbness, no words spoken

sorrow deep within our hearts, as we remember him
the pain tries to surface, but determination reigns
we cannot let the loss of our friend go unpunished
retribution now runs strongly through our veins.

News about all these horrific wars fill the TV screen,  I feel very strongly about all this horror. Here a poem about a moment in time within a war.

© Lissie Bull 2016
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