Thunder roars in the sky As light flashes on the horizon The storm approaches with conviction Ever so close, i can hear them cry Muddied and battered Desperetly we are searching For the pieces now missing Of our souls that are shattered There is no sanctuary The plains now a cemetery The trenches are only holes Thats no refuge for our souls We long for our home A bed and a throne The storm has passed Some have found peace at last The sky is filled with gray We managed to stay Not standing but ateast crawling Another day of patiently waiting Praying and hoping Lets finish this
War devastation mutilation over futile revelation. Nights are stark fights are marked by lights of dark muzzles flashing soldiers slashing. blood of fools floods and pools. For oil some say or how they pray, for violence brought or my lands caught by evil men who cast their sin. For love for god for claim of sod. To save us all. The only call. For this i wish as seasons pass our guys are safe and kick their @ss.
I went to war when I was a kid because they told me I was a man But the things men do in the name of war are the most childish things have ever been I came home from war when I was a man and met for the first time my kid and when he grows strong I fear they will call my son to become a man
Great again easycheese! Is this contest getting rated? Do i have to vote? Cause really its too hard to choose.