Past Battles Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Soldiers of battles fought during
lifetimes are bittersweet and tender.
Vulnerable undertakings veritably
taken with unaccorded pride.
Standing away from battlefields,
afraid of the tears shed yesterday
and many more tomorrows.
Playgrounds lying upon the fields
of battle, blood soaked into the
earth long ago.
Flowers growing from someone's
lifeblood, spilled in the past.
Requiem fortunes forsaken on token
desires of a few.
Endings existing throughout eternity,
carefully guarded secrets as each
new war is fought.
Only to be remembered in later years.
Mere afterthoughts, a paragraph or two
inserted in history books for future
reference of why it one-sidedly
happened.