War Poem by Peter Madden

War..

day after day,
it once again begins anew,
the struggle against the unseen foes,
a relentless contest of misplaced ideals,
fuelled by an endless supply of the self rightious,
and the lost...

brave souls championing fallen causes,
each fighting against a falsely percieved opression,
and seeking to demonize each others beliefs,
while glorifying their own,

forever driven by the greed of the uncaring and the faceless,
who shed crocadile tears from unseeing eyes,
over the dead and the forgotten,
teaching their children to seek revenge,
to take up arms and start the cycle once more,

and once again it begins anew....