- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Victims of Warn
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Victims of war
Dance on shards of pain
In life's empty battlefield
Ghosts dance in their head
Casting shadows of death
Across casualties of life
Children left behind
Blown to fragmented pieces
By smart bombs incognito
Crimson tears are cried
From eyes long blind
To blood shed for peace
Ears do not ring freedom
Flags are tattered and torn
Above bodies lying in a pool of blood
- COMMENTS
Angelineabout 20 years agoIMHO--the images you paint with your words are painful but so clear. You've articulated something that I guess many of us are feeling right now. Thank you. :)
MR. Gibsonabout 20 years agoGood job. I loved it too! you probably could of made this poem even longer.keep up the good work.
sandspikeabout 20 years agoThe 4th verse is about as powerful as I have ever read.
As time repeats itself again this poem is a good reminder.
