During war…

He failed to hear the command,

and they considered it to be treason,

he felt the torment of that command,

and to suffer for it for no reason,

no justice in the juices of pain,

filling his brain,

gun against his head,

there was no moral order,

he saw red,

then a materialization of blind,

white light,

never letting him catch his breath,

he teeth would grind,

then death.

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  • Shamanz on Oct 17, 2009

    I enjoyed reading this war poem – although not sure how it relates to the image =/

  • Sammy2000 on Dec 21, 2009

    a good writenpa

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