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Reena’s Xploration Challenge #219

War is at the doorstep, what do you expect me to do?
It’s late now, your heart is laden with rue,
Brace yourself, to see a sea of graves, reaching the horizon,
Endless names of unsung heroes, inscribed on monoliths, forever gone,
Martyred for a selfish cause, decorated posthumously,
An appearance of caring generously,
Brace yourself, for scars of wars are invincible,
Wounds embedded deep in the psyche of the living gullible,
Hope and pray, no more, we wake to sounds of bugles and bombs,
Hope and pray, the future wakes to sounds of love and laughter that embraces all homes,
For, we are the world, we are it’s people,
We can make a better day, our voices should not be feeble.
A beautiful poem Usha.
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Thank you Sadje. Your appreciation means a lot.
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This is lovely Usha🤗
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Thank you. It means a lot coming from you.
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The sacrifice of soldiers is glorified and should be, but does any one ask … Did they really want to?
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In fact, I remember a poem vaguely by Bernard Shaw, where he describes the fear soldiers have when facing the enemy.
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Will look it up…
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The aftermath …..by Usha
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Thank you Reena for reblogging.
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