War

They celebrate their victory, but not a thought is given to their unfortunate enemies.

Whether we have rocks and sticks

Or weapons of mass destruction

"Make them eat the deep six!"

Warlords give the instruction

      

We scratch, claw, slash and smite

Just to hear the enemy say

"We need to withdraw!"

Victors of the day.

Returning home, we're greeted by citizens

Thanking us for defending their kingdom

Children smiling at us, their innocence

We don't seek dominion, but freedom

Celebrating, while toasting our mead

Singing songs under this tavern.

 And all those we made bleed

Just corpses in a cavern..

Author's Note

I'm new to poetry!

Reviews

[micky]

This is a rather interesting piece but I really like it :)