Heroes of Death and Gore

A really free verse poem about war

War takes away life

It ruins everything we've known

Rips everything we have to pieces

And leaves us staring into red shores

It disguises as patriotism

When it's nothing but pure bloody crime

Filled with blood drenched soldiers

Who are but cold murderous machines

To the leaders with blood thirsty minds

Yet behind every gunshot

Every pull of a trigger

Is a screaming, grieving heart

Filled with false hope and still believing

That peace comes after war

But the end of war never equals peace

Peace is accord and acceptance

Forgiveness and hope

While war creates monsters

Who smiles at others' ghosts

War is but a death sentence

To countries that will soon be graves

Burying their own people

Who have become pieces of a game

And those who are left

Are the ones who suffered most

For they are the ones to stay

To witness everyone fall

To stare at death's eyes

Realizing all of this is folly

And in the end of it all

One country will call a victory

Celebrating other's deaths and loss

And they are the ones we call heroes

Yes, heroes of blood and gore