The mountain stood

high on its podium

looking over our kingdom

the treasured beautiful land

land that costed blood

land that costed lives

land that caused terrible war

A clash of the strong 

A clash of the brave

Tears dropped on this blood splattered floor

Pride filled the victors

But this pride came with a price

this pride came with shame,

guilt, memories

It came with a thought

who are we to take the lives of the innocent? 

who are we to give tears to their loved ones?

A question that haunts

day and night

leaving you with a shell

Until you become empty

lonely, lost in your thoughts

because of your actions

Actions caused by war

war caused by greed

greed for power

greed for this land

land that now sits peacefully

even after tragedy 

even after this age of war

protected by our mountains

 protected from us

from our greed

for one can be its own enemy