Epic Fury Vs Massacre Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

The old books tell a story stark,
Of clashes in the fading dark.
They called the one side's stronger push,
'Attack, ' with the battle's, urgent rush.

But when the other side rose to fight,
Against the day, against the night,
The books would say, in somber tone,
'Massacre', seeds of hate well sown.

Now bombs fall bright, a fiery show,
'Epic Fury, ' is the word we know.
A flash, a scream, the dust descends,
But 'Massacre' the language ends.

The children gone, the houses bare,
The broken lives beyond repair.
Where is the truth, so plain to see?
Why 'Epic Fury, ' not 'Massacre, ' to be?

T.M.Solvang