Battle

All the world’s battles, old and new
with the clashing of bone and sinew,

The many wars that will never end
as ripples in time that will never mend.

All of the pain, all of the dying
with the dead bodies lying,

Countless lives lost in countless wars
People effected right down to the cores.

The pain and suffering will go on for years
Always ending in a million tears,

The repetition of death and battles
in a world that constantly rattles.

Leaders and heroes
failures and zeros,

Fighters and warriors
prayers and worriers.

Winning and losing affects us all
the winners will stay the loser shall fall,

We all are hurt and depressed
but become glad when we can rest.

The casualties are endless
and families are restless,

The wounds are bleeding
and the blood secreting.

We hear the screams and feel the pain
and have become weak with the strain,

The many wars of our nation
make life seem like predation.

The predator and the prey,
run along night and day,

The horses with saddles
and humans with battles.