A view of war. Artistic and somewhat romanticized into the harsh vision that one would see, having been there.
torn limb from limb
the bloody masses consume the vision
the screams now distant echoes
body numb from the adrenaline
having now fled from the body
fist protesting the grip on the blade
the sword falls
the darkness creeps in
chasing away the sun
appalled by the angry scene
the dance of steel
the mass painting of crimson
staining the ground and lifeless mounds
this battle having no true winner
the last body falls
thumping to the ground
with so many lost souls
stolen away by human hands
one would wonder
if this fight was truly worth it
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