When war broke out
the sky grew dark
the silence gone
the mountains stark
The air glowed red
the armies marched
the front lines died
the land grew parched
When fallout cleared
the sun shone bright
the land was seared
a lonely sight
All life was gone
forever lost
no reason to fight
they paid the cost
-Written at 17
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
...........very nice...excellent imagery ★