War Ponders

A mighty warrior sits and ponders.

War Ponders

on no particular day,

the mighty warrior called war,

sat at his watch post throne,

on a high mountain top.

and he did ponder.

dressed in steel armor,

gladiator helmet that is rounded,

curved at the neck to protect,

with 18 gage spikes upright.

a durable and polished breastplate,

shoulder, arm and leg gear,

a combination of leather

and gold plated metal,

reinforced steel.

his weapon of mass destruction,

lay in check.

I have more than enough power,

I do agree.

over the kingdoms of the earth,

yes indeed.

but I do wonder.

my subjects are in a no-way win

situation.

an all-out-war will be complete

and total annihilation.

my mind is truly troubled.

war goes on to say,

why do we war and kill at will?

what do we really accomplish

or achieve here?

is it blatant glory?

we just cannot win,

war did reason within.

armed conflict and hostility,

warfare abilities, mass capabilities.

dominate and control other lands.

war monger, blood thirsty monster.

all this is for what?

he thought.

for centuries,

my selfish desire has compelled me,

to gain power fueled by greed and

victory.

to conquer, defeat and kill all enemies.

suddenly...

war beat his great chest in agony.

he shouted out with a deep outcry.

his armoured legs became weak,

he collapsed to his knees.

war no more he concluded.

I have forgotten God's love.

Author's Note

Please read my poem. I am open to comments, suggestions and review.

Reviews

[GalaxyGhost]

With the third and fourth line from the end, the comma should be a semicolon as the two sentences appear to be independent clauses (they can be their own sentence). Look out for that and other than that, I like this poem as it tells a good story! It was entertaining.