Bronze-hued sun sinks into night
when foe against foe line up
for a velvet draped fight.
No champions remain of this death cup
as the weak and fear-soaked lines
shiver for survival like a wolf's pup.
In the distance, yet not far
they see the enemy rage forward;
Background sun lit like a cigar.
Bravery will be tonight's star
on the sand strewn boulevard
as dust becomes blood marred.
Beauty killed by human anger;
Rights and truths of one
Forced down the throats of another.
With their own hatred begun,
A dusk not ending well, rather
Beliefs and values undone.
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Written June 7th, 2005
A contest entry
- Picture Inspiration by bam bam.
300 points, ended June 10, 2005, 13 entries
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Excellent
This poem kicks ass plain and simple, sure it rhymes and flows beautifully, but I love your idea, and the way you put it into words
"Beauty killed by human anger;
Rights and truths of one
Forced down the throats of another" War summed up in 3 lines, keep kickin asses -
awesome poem!!! the way you interpreted the poem was really cool!!! good luck!!!
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great!
wow..i like this a lot..i love your rhyme scheme..keep it up!
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