~The Night~
The peace of the night is disturbed
Though the hunter is not at rest
Neither is Death on a quest
Night upon Night it prowls
Looking for victims
Not matters the age nor gender
Not matters the good nor evil
Not matters the life they live
Not matters anything
It searches everywhere
You can't out run it
You can't hide
None will survive
Death is the end
Death is the beginning
Death is Death
And nothing can stop it
~War~
War shares the loss with everyone
As the numbers rise
Young men march off
But caskets comeback instead
They fought to their last breath
Frightening the war for cowards
Who stay at base, sending off men
So why is there a war,
With men who have a future,
Who want to spread peace?
Why is there death,
With the brave soldiers of each land,
Who strap up for battle?
There will never be a winner of War
Because War is the only victor,
It takes many lives, yet it leaves peace
But peace was always there hiding in the shadows
It was waiting, for the leaders to send away War
It never happened, because they didn't let it free
Peace is always there, it's just War seems easier
But is it?
The lost of young men and women who have a future
Who have a family back at home waiting,
Who have dreams, hopes, and wishes.
These men and women who are here because of the cowards
Sending Sons & Daughters off to War,
They might never return.
War has always existed, but why don't we give peace a chance
Because they won't
Men & Women will continue to march away
Only to return in a coffin they lay
I only hope one day this will end.
(If you like this poem go check out my other ones over at the story group Poems of the Dead. Thanks Emmie.)
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Poems and Other Stuff {including plot bunnies}
FanfictionSome poems I wrote a while back. A few stories that I started but later didn't really like. Though I didn't want to get rid of them, for later use. And some other stuff. Yep-
