Peace Spilled In Blood Poem by ENO SUTRAMAN
Peace Spilled In Blood
They don't, didn't feel sorry,
They are, were raised in cult of violence
Are were taught-kill and die
Smile, greet fractured enemy skull
'Hi fellah, thanks, that's not I'
But later are, were eaten in ruins, trenches by rats alive...
Smile broadly heroes, good peace is, was fractured,
Spilled IN BLOOD, like that damned skull
Which is YOU, which is He, but not them to die...
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5/5/2024 6:00:48 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Wow! Wow! This is really wonderful poem you have written. Thank you darling poet.