Dark skies scream

with cacophony explosions

of terror filled eyes

The smell of flesh

and the sound of cries

fill the gut with fear

Happiness is only a thought

away but imminent destruction

is oh so near

Boys playing chasing each other

with gun pointed fingers only to

realize the bullets do pierce the soul

But the wars we fight, are they for

the better good of humanity or

someone else’s allusion

We carry the banner of freedom

but is the banner of freedom

When we look in the mirror

to see once that was is there

an image anymore