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The Winds of War

Poetry By: lainie
War and military


A metaphor of the spoils of war.


Submitted:Oct 16, 2006    Reads: 208    Comments: 2    Likes: 0   


I hear

the

autumn wind

of war

that blows

the leaves

of amber

to

my door

begging me

to

let them in

to

save them

from

the cruel wind

that

tore them

from their

mother's

loving limbs

~~~

And with her

barren arms

reaching

to the sky

I hear her

forsaken

mournful

cry

as

she stands

helplessly

rooted

to

the ground

In horror

as she sees

her children

die

And the leaves

keep

falling

d

o

w

n





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