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War

pounding

sounding in the distance

the drumroll starts,

feel it Beckoning

to your heart.

Drums, Drums,

the Wolves of War

Blood and Iron, sword and

Thundering Roar,

Slaughter, hands

slick with Gore!

Moving to

the drumroll of War,

Glory, Death and Murder-joy,

Come now lad,

off my boy!

Kill, stab, burn, Destroy!

Off we go boys, to

answer War!

Drums, drums!

rolling in your Heart,

don’t you want to

do your Part?

The acrid smell of

Gunpowder wakes Demons

in your Heart!

The Flames climb high

and homesteads Burn

Grab a women,

Take a turn!

Brutalize, Rape, Hurt, Take!

Drums, Drums!

The Animal call!

Screaming, grieving,

Pulling us All

A Maelstrom of Devastation!

an ignorant people’s Manipulated

Frustration

Drums, Drums,

Booming, Dooming

Land and body,

Spirit and Mind,

and tender feelings

Stripped from inside;

Drumrolls of War

Spilling over the Hills,

But

it’s Humankind

who Kills

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About marcofreschi

I live in the Ocean and write poetry View all posts by marcofreschi

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