War Sonnet by Charlene Morrison (beach read book txt) 📕

Where the battle takes place,
There's blooded shields.
No one knows who they'll face,
In this roaring battle field.

The fight never leaves the eyes,
As we raise our swords to the sky.
So, we take in this blood-stained prize,
Even as our friends shall die.

We dance in this bloody war,
Not giving a man a chance to learn how to dance.
As we open the door,
To the next sparring chance.

Now all is done; they have their glory.
Shall we move on to the next story?

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Publication Date: 02-06-2012

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