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it speaks about the destructive nature of war

Submitted: March 14, 2015

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Submitted: March 14, 2015



This is the end of everything,

And this the Dias where in a immoral, immortal tune, death sing;

Displaying fear's own might,

 and inducing human plight.


It crosses the boundaries of human conscience,

And lives are what war's fine;

society is reformed to worse;

Engaged those are corpses in due course.


Lives meticulously lost in vain,

Traumatised those are experiencers of grief and pain;

Never not no person be a part of this wasteful job,

And be a reason for the million sobs.


Let in the eyes of posterity get erased the gruel past,

And us be the reason for a glorious future cast.

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