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Battlefield
Dragged up and down this furnace against the blistering barricades
The sirens screaming for sweet release, as they sit back and watch with amaze
The war zones breath fire, pillars stack, while words propagate and lie
Worn on their sleeve, a soldier bleeds virtue while a warrior bleeds pride
The lines drawn, the enemy masked but all that is seen is what their merciless eyes reveal
Children used as targets while troops use the love of kindred as their shield
Bullets hiss with steam as smoke plums from flaming barrels
Screams escape from throats choked with ash, as steel collides with flesh and metals
Knees quake as the broken ground shakes and shatters
Broken bodies line the ground as a crimson massacre
The blue becomes deep and darkness grasps the reigns of the sky
The battle fields do not whisper but shout death’s lullaby
Was it worth it, the black soil and the riches and the war’s spoils
Stained hands can’t cover the sight, not in blood but stained in oil
Only to scream out fear into the tempest light
The moon reflecting upon the waters, reflect a soul filled with fright
Quivering palms and scarred hands wiping away the sinful ‘mare
Memories lasting but a soul cannot be drained of such despair
Speaking out crimes of shame, memories shall torment all if not one
Cradled within bliss, the sacrifices made for both daughter and son