Shadows Of War Poem by simon thorpe

Shadows Of War



The dark, brooding shadow of malevolance lies stagnant in the air,
Clogging the arteries of the world below, leaving only a stench of despair,
War itself is a disease that eats away at the fabric of life we hold dear,
There are no winners or losers, just futility that much is clear.

Thursday, February 14, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: dark,despair,leaving,lies,war
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Guy Lip-more 14 February 2013

So true are your sentiments, war is furtile and the majority are probably based on lies. Very good write.

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