In War....

A Poem by Alla Antsis

Blood shed and more blood shed...

A parent's grief, a haunting, endless cry,

In hospitals, where hope begins to die.

Resources scarce, the wounded left to fate,

A stark reminder of humanity's true state.

In war's cruel dance, the first to fall is grace,

Retaliation seeks its darkened space.

Born from the depths of anguish and despair,

It blinds the heart, engulfs it in its snare.

Alla Antsis

October 10, 2023

© 2023 Alla Antsis

Author's Note

Humanity is always the first casualty of war. And it is difficult to keep in check when seeking revenge, no matter how justified.

My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register

Reviews

Chris Shaw

The innocents always suffer. Your poem is a raw reminder of yet more conflict and the butchery of warfare. I am fearful of what is to come dear Alla. Your stanzas are penned perfectly.

Chris

Posted 1 Year Ago

1 Year Ago

Thank you, Chris! Sure understand the "fearful of what to come" when such horrors are committed in t.. read more

first

last

Stats

411 Views
11 Reviews

Added on October 14, 2023
Last Updated on October 14, 2023
Tags: war, Ukraine, Israel, Palestine curage, love, death, humanity

Author

Alla Antsis

New York, NY

About

I am an accomplished architect, builder, and artist with a passion for poetry and a desire to make a difference in communities, societies, and the world. Live currently in NYC. Born in Kiev, Ukraine, .. more..