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Scenes of WarI lay in this trench, And I listen to the sounds. Rifles crack, Machine-guns bark, Artillery fires, Shells explode. The enemy continues To pound our line. A never ending attack That continues to kill.Scenes of War
I keep my head down, And I lay flat as can be. Maybe I will live, To continue this fight, This fight for power. I didn't want to do this. I was forced to By the leaders of my country. They decide what I do. They tell me how to die.
The bombardment stops. The time has come. I jump up from where I lay &n
by ~Zodaan-Kor
ReflectionDo you see yourself When you look in the puddle? Or perhaps it’s a mirror. A reflective surface That shows the beholder What they seek Without looking too deep. You can see yourself If you stand in front of it. When you step away, So does your reflection, And it’s gone until you return. But what if you Were the reflection of them? What would happen If they stepped away? Would you disappear? Would you cease to exist Until they came back, Only to look at you And then leave again? Or perhaps the mirror IsReflection
by ~Zodaan-Kor
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