simon thorpe


Shadows Of War - Poem by simon thorpe

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.

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  • (2/14/2013 1:24:00 PM)


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

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 14, 2013



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