The Graceful Battle Field - Poem by Cece Evans
Across the broken field,
A defenseless prisoner was trying to save the:
The inncent sky begging,
for a second chance.
Wounded soldiers lying in the dirt.
Blood spills on the ground,
Because of the brutal murder all around everywhere.
Angels who have lost their wings sacrificing themselves for others.
The co-existing diversity,
sets the boundaries between,
life and death.
The sacred dove flies gracefully over:
the blood red sky.
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