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! :)