Here's the second of the three new poems that I'm putting up- this one is kinda for the end of the war and everybody being so happy that peace is here. It's goal is to remind everyone thatpeace isn't perfect, and that they should remember what peace cost them.
Humanity's Irony
Pound
the bells, call out-
The
battle's o'er 'er it's begun.
Cry
praises, hoist anthems high-
Peace
had fought- and peace has won.
This
fight is no more,
This
bloody war is o'er and dead.
Peace
has conquered, overrun-
Peace
had triumphed, peace has led.
Ripped
up lives have been shoved back,
Weapons
have been torn away.
No
more shall blood flow, red-
Peace's
war banner has won the day.
Again, short and too the point.