Thursday 30 December 2010

The Price to be Paid?


War is brutal where men live in hell.
Its red colour pollutes the earth,
As comrades and friends bleed to death.
Limbs are lost and fear reigns,
As women and children scream-
A scream that's never lost.
Here, there is no God.
You kill or be killed-
That is the only way.
To survive, your soul must wither and die,
So you feel sympathy no more.
But the price will have to be paid-
Never to sleep in peace again.
Memories must be buried-
As to live one can never face the past.
But would we want 'Hitlers' to rule the world.

(2007)


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