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War

Fathers, sons, brothers
Mothers, daughters, sisters

War did come and war did take
Followed by a mournful wake

The sounds of people screaming, dying
Horses puking, children slaying

Lonely soldier marching onward
Burdened bodies moving forward

Carmine ground, twisted earth
Human life devoid of worth

Fire and ash rained all day
Much to the warriors' growing dismay

"For king and country", came a spirited cry
Young, wide-eyed troopers did not know why

When all that beckoned was doom and gloom
The trumpet sounded with a thunderous boom

When all that transpired was said and done
Mistress death with reapers come

Troopers sprawled with transfixed eyes
Seemed like death was playing dice

What honor does this fate entail?
When all we do is always fail

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