On the dusty tank the soldiers stared intently
watching the shells strike
detonating onto the occupied enemy lines
as rockets and shell fire
was quickly returned in a never ending battle
creating vibration and rattle!
Each were distant from the carnage and anguish
young conscripts not hardened
warriors of too many campaigns of aggression
again forced to protect their land
believing their cause was just without hesitation
the civilians filled with trepidation!
But as with all brutal conflicts it breeds more hate
resentment creating much bigger foe
a cycle of revenge and bloody savage retaliation
as the very young bitterly grow up
the horrors absorbed into impressionable minds
peace hopes fading behind closing blinds!
The ever mounting strife going back to long ago
hard to break historical differences
each have grievances and suspicions to tell
that seem impossible to resolve
the deaths and injuries continue to increase
can a way ever be found for peace?
My wishes always for a planet without wars!
The Foureyed Poet.