Beats of War

Beats of War

A Poem by

Beats of War

War pools upon grounds

Streams of red blood

Mountains of bodies and bones

 

Soldiers, line the battle fields

Stamping out a rhythm with their boots

A driving sounds, subconsciously, commanding kill

 

Bass picks up

When guns fire and scream

Explosions light this scene of horror

 

This beat

Playing like drugs in their ears

Have them hooked.

 

© 2011


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