484 lines intended as Artistic Interpretation of peace defeating war, in my mind, for today.

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The link is sharable and artsy criticism with generational contentions requested, if I offend, I wish to know if it was where intended.

Full of doubts,
making the decision.
Ignoring taunts,
implement the vision.

Obviously,
civilisation is going to die.
Frequently,
ask yourself question - why?

Choose one or the other
You'll be the same no matter

Eyes fixed on the outside
Fingers pointed left and right

The chaos and the thunder
Lives in you, deeper and deeper

So do what you can, do what you must
You'll be the same until you decide you're not

Alone she goes in the woods
- dark robes covering her womanhood -
No other thoughts shaping her angular face
But the will to burn Autumn leaves.

A fire set on the auburn ground
- a muddy dough of death -
Begs her coming as flame rise high
And smoke signals the way.

No tears no loud cries
No regrets nor fears
The wish to burn away her past
Stronger than the waving of spears.

REGRET

It sometimes happens when

you
make
decisions
too

quickly, emotionally and later regret it.
#c9_fm

A perplexed hand reaches out
and a trembling fingertip reaches the ****.
It circles the burgundy, round grip
with faltering determination
to push the hazel door forward.