THE WAR

Breath of the spirit.
Breath of the life.
How do you feel it,
When everything dies ?
Courage for living.
Courage to fight.
How much you giving,
When life isn't bright?
Puddles of blood.
Dirt in the clouds.
Tears not smart.
Heart lost a mouth.
Body like rumpled land.
Candles not shining.
Cruel war hostile trend
With radiation smiling.
Soldiers dieing in battles.
Civils dieing from nothing.
Children seeing not fables.
Mothers crying of dark things.
Smell of dead bodies.
Smell rotten garbage.
Painful stooped glory.
Enemies mordor huntage.
Collective big graves.
Mutulated man faces.
Curses, loud prayers.
For what this  races?
Sound of cluster bombs.
Damage from mins.
Civil people so small.
Now they more clean.
Fire hard parades.
Firely burning tears.
War built facades
By griefs and fears.

How many losses?
How many kills?
How many forces?
How many ills?

TAT 10.04.2022 ( 20.27)


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