The war between all

I stand in silence, nothing sings, nothing shines.

Crosses of War in rows and lines.

I breath in the scent of death and hate.

They all could of been something but now its too late.

Families cry, widows ache.

They should of stopped for their own sake.

Now they lay in enternal deep sleep.

Their lives and souls, the devils to keep.

I look up into the darkening sky.

This war, just one killing lie.

"Stay strong, it will be over soon" they say.

So for now we sit patiently and pray.

We all share one craving, crawling flaw.

And that my friend is the part taking of War.