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Posted by IsoM on March 23, 2003, at 1:44:06
WAR
A child cries in the early morn, surrounded by bodies of the dead.
Ground soaked in blood tells a tale of earlier events -
Faces frozen in horror as they met death in agony.
Generals march their armies forward with me at their heels.
Who sees me coming until my mark is left?
I am not love. I am not hate. I have no emotion until my work is done.
I am each sword. I am each man. I live off the hate people feel.
I am death. I am war.As wind blows on the open field,
I sit back and know all I have done.
Real? I am as real as you, yet made by the monsters deep in your soul.
Once you have met me you can't forget my face,
For looking back at me, you see yourself and hate me for it.
Books are written on me. Stories are told of me.
You can't wash your hands of the evil you have done,
For who sees me coming until my mark is left?
I am not love. I am not hate. I have no emotion until my work is done.
I am each sword. I am each man. I live off the hate people feel.
I am death. I am war.
Posted by photojenny on March 23, 2003, at 12:23:59
In reply to Thought this appropriate now considering news..., posted by IsoM on March 23, 2003, at 1:44:06
Hello Iso
That`s a really powerful poem - who wrote it?
Anna.
Posted by IsoM on March 23, 2003, at 18:06:10
In reply to Re: Thought this appropriate now considering news..., posted by photojenny on March 23, 2003, at 12:23:59
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