How will life pan out
A jackboot stomps through Ukraine
The bell of war tolls.
Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 399 BELL and Pan.
28 Feb 2022 11 Comments
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Thank you for the music for A Very Random Challenge ~ Love Is In Da Blog 2022 The Final.
28 Feb 2022 15 Comments
in Depression, loss, love, memories, Music, sadness, song challenges, songs Tags: Bee, Love is in Da Blog, Remember, War
Thank you Bee 🐝 for this month of love songs you’ve done a great job, congratulations to everyone who joined in 💜
Today Bee has reminded us of the sadness and horror of War . I will join her with music and a poem too.
So many wars. All over the world from when man first walked the Earth til now. when will learn?…. Here is a poem I started to write when I was eleven years old , I am still adding verses.
WAR.
Death, Desolation, Destruction! Men taught hate men taught to wait til death comes to claim them.
Stink, Stench, Smell of bodies sinking in the mud tell their own story. Is this man’s best glory.
Drench, Damp Dripping their guns are filthy, bullets all spent . They all gave up hoping.
Boom,Bang Whistle, they no longer hear they no longer fear the hair on their necks no longer bristle.
Dead all dead and left to rot . This was the war to end all wars ……….. How soon we all forgot.
War
Sear, Smear Singe . Nothing has changed in the theatre of war they are battling still on the fringe they know the score.
Shout , Scream Squeal they will still advance they have lost the ability to feel. No longer human their souls are worn out and why are they out there? Can you answer beyond any doubt.
Sun ,Sand, Storms fight for your life, fight for your sight fight freedom for all ..as if that day will ever dawn wait to hear the cock call!
Death, Desolation, Destruction! Men taught hate men taught to wait til death comes to claim them.
poem by me © willowdot21
Made by Bee at Canva.
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