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Stained glory: only Mori - NaPoWriMo 16
Who really wins in war?
Who will be left
To raise the proud banners high
as crimson blood of innocent bystanders flows
turning all flags red
now that more, many more
are gone and dead.
The dead care not
for who boldly won
Their tragedy is in being robbed
of a life to see a future
where all is done,
Or at least
until the next time round
around and around
Who it'll hit nobody knows
only that when pettiness grows
soon too the sorrowed blood flows.
Who will be left
To raise the proud banners high
as crimson blood of innocent bystanders flows
turning all flags red
now that more, many more
are gone and dead.
The dead care not
for who boldly won
Their tragedy is in being robbed
of a life to see a future
where all is done,
Or at least
until the next time round
around and around
Who it'll hit nobody knows
only that when pettiness grows
soon too the sorrowed blood flows.
Published 16th Apr 2024
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