The Meaning of War

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Just a little something I came up with, about war and fighitng and death and pain and all that good stuff worth writing about.

Submitted: May 06, 2012

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The leaves tremble, silken tears upon dappled truths

The rot is covering their everything

The lies are lost in making war out of nothing,

We don't remember what we are fighting for anymore

The glass hearts keep shattering and the cuts keep coming

But we scream in anger,

This is pain, this is war, it must be fought

The everything else has no matter in our humanity

It is finite in understanding


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