Sounds of a warzone
Blended with laughter –
They are fortunate
Sounds of a warzone
Blended with laughter –
They are fortunate
Spring and Winter duel
Skirmishes of warmth and light –
Icy air resists
Under watchful eyes
Humid and damp rainforest
Cautious soldiers tread
Bullet ridden walls —
The walls that remain, that is
Occupants long gone
Do they think more troops
Will stop the terrorism?
They need to ask — why?
A city once thrived
Columns now lie in ruins —
There shall be no Spring
History repeats
Land, resources, power, greed
The cost? Why it’s blood