Poem 4: War
- By Cecelia
- Oct 29, 2016
- 1 min read
War is a terrible thing.
War is a friend against a friend.
War is a heart broken in two.
War is a tear that will take years to mend.
War is everyone against themselves.
War is a life that should not live.
War is something that this world,
is no matter what, going to relive.
War is ... war,
that is what it is.
War is ... war,
there is no hers and his.
War is uncontrollable.
Though it doesn't seem that way.
War is uncontrollable.
That is all I had to say.
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