A silent war

Two men wage a silent war;
A pointless petty game.
He doesn’t know and he ignores,
Their motives are the same.
 
One called peace-a final card
To cease the silent war,
And one-his soul too foul and hard,
The card he never saw.
 
Two men fight a quiet war;
The declaration lost
To time long held behind a door;
Where the men’s paths had first crossed.
 
One man hopes the road soon ends
And starts a path more free.
He hopes the wounds of war will mend,
That one man, is me.

 
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13 Replies to “A silent war”

    1. thank you, I had to read it again before i liked it. I wasn’t pleased with it while it was being written-its strange how just leaving something the same but coming back to it later can change your own opinion of something.

    1. thank you, I had to read it again before i liked it. I wasn’t pleased with it while it was being written-its strange how just leaving something the same but coming back to it later can change your own opinion of something.

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