Cat and Mouse
Crimson flew from North and South,
as I cry a river out,
looking through the bloody field,
remembering...how the hard metal dragons fired at the running cats...
Crimson covered fields of plains...cat and mouse bodies laid cold and still...
Angels ran from North and South, trying to stop the bleeding from coming out,
cat and mouse cry out loud knowing...
by the time the bright yellow rays appear,
they would surely not be here...cries and screams is all you hear...all night long you hears the yells...
by the time the bright, strong rays shine on you,
you can hear nothing,
silence is all around you....


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JGM81192   JGM81192 wrote
on 12/7/2009 1:03:55 PM
(Silence)

StarPoet   StarPoet wrote
on 12/7/2009 3:07:58 AM
A different take on war, yet it speaks the truth. "War doesn't determine whi is right, but who is left."

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War, Metaphor about North and South
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