War CycleA Poem by Scarlett MoonThe rubble crashes around me Blood and ash are all I see There once stood a mighty land Turned to dust by my own hand They tell me who to fight I can't tell if they are right I look up towards a bloody sky And wonder if its all a lie
I use to dream a peaceful dream Where life was like an endless stream No life wasted on useless things And the purest birds would sing
Was this really worth it all? Two worlds made to fall Another lie to fuel the fire Consuming all with a burning desire Blood for blood leaves all dead And turns the world a scarlet red Innocent blood flows in streams Flooding broken homes with broken dreams
I stumble and I fall Run straight into a wall These buildings that once stood strong Now lay broken and all wrong Shouts of hate and battle cries War consumes all in lies My home has turned to dust There's no one left to trust
I use to live a quiet life Wrapped in the arms of a loving wife A gentle heart turned cold as stone As a bullet left me all alone
Was this really worth it all? Two worlds made to fall Another lie to fuel the fire Consuming all with a burning desire Blood for blood leaves all dead And turns the world a scarlet red Innocent blood flows in streams Flooding broken homes with broken dreams
© 2013 Scarlett Moon
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Added on August 6, 2013 Last Updated on August 6, 2013 AuthorScarlett MoonCarbon Hill, ALAboutI live in a small town in Alabama. Graduated in 2012. Poetry is my favorite form of writing, but I have the imagination of a little kid so fictional stories come natural to me. I always enjoy feedback.. more..Writing
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