Blood marks stained upon the innocent's carpet
A loveless repayment for a loving intention
Black ash and rubble across the apartment
Because of a soldier's salute for an ego's attention
Red clothes cling to the bleeding body's frame
And the unthawing cruelty leaves it stranded in pain
The body's wrapped and taken to waste
For there are thousands more like it
They just copy and paste
As they have nothing to gain
And that drives them insane
Loveless repayments from loving intentions
Because soldiers salute for the egos' attention
And they have so much to gain
Before they're driven insane
A poem about war, politics, and sympathy. Hope you like it! :)