The Aftermath,
when silence sets in,
dead bodies display the machine gun path,
death has the final grin.
Friendships lost.
Coffins filled.
Wars true cost,
has finally been billed
The men just stand still,
wondering what it was all for,
just to capture this or that hill?
Hate has lost itâ??s place in these menâ??s core.
But at home they celebrate,
â??Celebrate the defeat of the Hunâ?? commanders cry,
but these cries just intimidate,
the souls of those who were taught the lie.
In war, there is only one winner,
the losers pay his price with every breath,
and the commanders displayed as sinners.
The winner; Death.
