Title: War

The Great War they had called it

But it was anything but great

Dead Man's War

The Evil War

The day the world might end

Call it anything but great.

Flesh rotting like fruit

Decorated in passion and fury

Bloated in fullness entombed in trenches

Red seeped into enemy lines

Blurred death and division and made them one.

Guns married flesh

No divorce in war

Fealty to one's country

Last eternity in death's grace

Guns met their maker

Soldiers met their savior.

Great men in heat and blackened bodies

Run on ticking land

TICK TOCK TICK TIOCK

In darkened vision over yonder

Men gathered to treasure the bridge

But their life's treasure fell defending a lie.

Blood sweated into pores

As men breathed their last

Birthed a new terror

As evil reigned at last.

But as men fell to their deaths

Dying to wrong the past

Is war worth more than the peacemakers hand?

-Kahelia.