The evanescence of the morning mist
A sky of cannons and bullets awake
Land of conflict and hate I'm amidst
Roses now welt and wither with ache.
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Hmmm the first line of your very first stanza such a big opening and you close the poem with great closing, the best ingredient in your poem, is your feeling, idea n truth....all blend to be one word, an awesome spell_Unwritten Soul
nice poem and ideas o be said. you spread the words in a great way with greater style. i loved it. Good job.