Standing Under The Moonlight- War Calls

Grey ashes covered my coat,

As I looked back at the war scene,

Guns and rifles lay scattered around,

The people had taken their revenge the hard way; they had all been mean.

They could've solved matters peacefully,

Making each other understand things,

But no, they had to press the trigger and call for war;

And push other's lives to the brink.

The air smelt of burning leaves,

Thick smoke embraced me,

No sound was heard far and wide,

I can't believe this was meant to be seen.

Unexpected, far away, I heard the horses' hooves,

And an arrow pierced through the maple leaves,

Breaking the scilence I heard a scream:

"Let's bring the world down to her knees!"