Pledge

Window panes rattle

with the force of the battle.

Bones shattered.

The troops are bruised and battered.

There is no end in sight,

this wars not right.

Gunshots,

eyes full of dark spots.

Crying out in pain

while it's pouring down rain.

It's going down.

It's time for another round.

Stamp, stomp and splash in the mud as bodies crash.

Hopes are up,

time to fill my cup

with this deadly poison

to wash away my sins.

Reviews

[emipoemi]

.............omg is that I'm getting out of this! War is indeed terrible, and what a poetic description of it (even cooler is the power of that ending). WOW! Well freaking done!