Break free from the bones that tie you to this monstrosity,
Suck out the blood that bond you to your unwanted destiny.
Where the mind isn't free the soul whispers its pleas,
Know that the shadows reign where the light shines the brightest.
Cover your eyes, run away from the bloodshed,
But don't defend your heart, let the cries still echo,
Because no one lives in mere oblivion of the world outside words,
And each breath that feeds the fire is subdued by its own creation.
When one turns a victim, another turns a murderer.
When another chooses oblivion, the cycle repeats.
One's action is out of one's own good ideology,
And the same is another man's reaper.
Battles prevail, when they sought power.
Battles when ruled over by anger.
In the end, there always victory on the battlefield,
But nothing said for the ones in the human minds.
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The powers that be have always tried to rationalize war in what they call 'the negative good of War', simply put, war is man inhumanity to man. An insightful poem elegantly brought forth. Thanks for sharing Meriam.