Peace cannot come to a world
where wild eyed generals feed
the commerce of endless war.
Peace cannot break through
on a harvest of grief, frozen tears,
and memorial remembrance.
A murderous beast resides within
the fear and icy blood of the reptile,
the archetypal DNA of ruthlessness.
Hatred and envy rise from embers
of hopelessness and broken dreams.
Peace hides in an unrequited prayer.
Something does not want armistice.
Some secret force moves in darkness,
its iron fist clenched for the kill.
Lovely war poem. I like your diction it perfectly captures the message
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So relevant. The dream of peace still seems so far away. Well penned.
Thanks for reading my poems and commenting. I keep waiting to be able to write one on peace instead of terror and war.