Wars Poetry

Stop the blood of river's flow.
As war delivers the final blow.
To those who fight side by side.
There's is no enemy you may confide.
This war has become a business of death.
As we the citizen take are final breath.
We stand among those who've died.
As if they were holding us up by our side.
Now time has come to fight or die.
So there's no more room for your eyes to cry.
Of thoughts of safety and home clog your memory.
You must carry on for this is only temporary.
Today's the day you must fight.
For tomorrow's destiny is out of sight.
So for tonight just survive the blood bath of terror.
For when you leave the truth of it will show it's horror.