Ares

This poem is about war.

War is never ending,

Peace is calm before the storm,

All human life depending

On how much it can deform.

What hope is there for man

If the ruin of our lands

Is all because us fools can

Not control our own two hands?

Every man that believes because

He knows it in his heart he's right,

That he alone's allowed to fight

Undoes his cause from what it was,

For conflict of the body will

Not satisfy the victor's lust,

Unless the fallen turn to dust

For it's the idea they must kill.

But that's the problem...

You can't kill an idea,

Only bury it with time,

That also means you can't kill war,

And so I decide instead to rhyme.

Reviews

[Red Brick Keshner]

A very persuasive poem with an anthemic feel. As writers and readers we can all decide to rhyme.

[RannunculusBlooms]

oh my lanta this is amazing!! I love love the imagery. the last stanza is my favorite i love the rhyming and the concept is superb. this is my new favorite poem! seriously kudos to you, this is such a powerful idea. and masterfully executed!

[Michael Iam Bone]

Thank you friend, it means a lot to hear that from you. :)