WAR
War
what hell
why is it so cold?
why so much blood,?
why is there so much blood?
my brothers in arms limbs lay strewn over this snow covered battlefield.
The snow is no longer white, instead it runs red with my units blood.
I sit waiting for the next wave of enemies with one eye on my scope and the other clutching my crucifix praying that today isn't the day i meet my maker.
This war.
what are we actually fighting for?
It’s already taken so much.
How many more have to die?
How more tears have to be cried?
I’m sick of seeing the light fade from my units eyes
As they lie waiting, to die
The ground looks like a meteor shower has pitted the ground
There’s large holes all around from where those last mortars landed
And scorched the earth
I look forward to the rebirth when the holes fill once again
And greenery once again grows amongst the shards of shrapnel
That same shrapnel once brought us to our knees
Now it’s a decorative trait and lives amongst the feral landscapes
Only making itself known when it catches the light from the sun
Otherwise it stays dull, tinged with the crimson reminder of what it was designed
For WAR!
A weapon designed to mame
To cause pain
To destroy
Instil fear
Cause tears
Scramble the brain
Yes it might sound insane, but we are to blame
It’s a person like you and I that uses his brain
In a shameful way
Or does he
At the end of the day
Are we supposed to throw sticks and stones at tanks?
That would prove counter productive,
Or should we shoot planes out of the sky with a catapult and a rock
While he shouts chocks away dropping his seeds of destruction
I think not
We have to use what we have got
We have to fight fire with fire
Otherwise we cease to exist
Just puffs of red mist
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you have earned a following from me your work is both sad and enlightening.
Hi, i'm humbled to attract a fellow poet, however what you have read is not my best work well not in my eyes. its called the cloth trimmed box and its in three parts. i would be humbled if you'd cast an over it and let me know your feedback
thanks
jeff
My opinion might not be the best and the ideals I follow to write with may not work well for you but I will try. the only spot that I find a little oppressing is the length. when I write I try to get my point across with is eliminating excess words like the, and, or, an; unless it is needed to make the sentence sound more stable. when a reader reads a piece they want to know the meaning quickly. not be bogged down. I do have poetry with length but still I try to cut back on excess words that make the poem too boggy. I hope this helps. I do you your style and all the genre you use.
I do love your style and genre lol I forgot a word
Thanks i appreciate your kind words. sometimes with my poetry i tell a story and yes they can be rather long but the feedback has been great lol but i will take your advice on board. your writes are deep and powerful with great meaning and you use a wide vocabulary.
thanks jeff