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Fire and Blood

Two war victims.

By BD All Product Shop Digital MarketingPublished 12 months ago 2 min read
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A wildfire is raging outside my window.

The environment is rough, and the sky is crimson.

The Devil is here to get his prize.

They shout, "Once more unto the breach."

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The battle is intense, the cost is severe,

Throughout the night, rifles shake.

Along the front line, we take a position.

Our bodies are blue, and our eyes are black.

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Do you share my dread of dying?

Do you have any dreams that will never come true?

For the cause, give our futures.

Protect what we've ever known.

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~*~

Observe the distant lights shining.

I'm curious whether folks thought

We would splatter these mountains with their blood.

And deprive this country of everything.

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We battle our way through fire and blood.

and force them to return to the water.

Take their riches andraze their land.

All are justified by the decree of God.

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Do you feel as guilty as I do?

Can you hear the night's haunting screams?

A symphony of bloody carnage,

We were compelled to wage the battle.

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They entered forcefully and without compassion.

Not to women or men, and not to kids either.

reduced our houses to cinder and ash,

We will never be able to repair the damage.

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Generations abandoned in ruin,

Enslaved and dead, their war booty.

We must never forget; we won't forgive.

The day our beach was broken by those beasts.

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Are you as angry as I am?

For the adversary that destroyed our lives?

Will history remember our fight?

Will we have to accept the passage of time?

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a territory they gave us the command to conquer,

Stand against the wall or do that.

We were twice as many when it started.

What was the whole point?

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I will stroll this planet, I will smother the memories,

The graves of men I know will be touched by me.

And make an effort to forget those terrifying times.

Ghosts, however, are enemies that you cannot defeat.

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Like me, do you despise yourself?

Do you want the world would engulf you?

Then sit down at my table here.

A fellow tormented soul has been found by you.

sad poetry

About the Creator

BD All Product Shop Digital Marketing

MD Abdullah Islam BD All Product Shop Digital Marketing

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