War And Peace - Poem by Sunil D'pudi
Brushes the matted surface
With blotches of red.
Canon fire given the color yellow;
Death given the color, the paleness of blue.
Is planted in an era of peace;
The wooden legs
Given the color olive-green.
The paint dries but reality doesn't.
Shows very little semblance
To the degree of terror and blood-shed.
As the black clouds
Begin to gather,
He mummifies war
In a flag of white cloth.
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