War is always painful
Its pain can't be repaired.
War is when the sord in hand,
Out powers the pen in dare.
Sometimes war brings cruelty,
It always brings despair.
But most of all it's senseless,
And painfully unfair
Wow, that was a long time ago! But unfortunately, war continues. You may like my poem The old lie lives on.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An insightful depiction of horrors and injustices of war, elegantly brought forth in good diction with conviction. Thanks for sharing Karen. Please read my poem CHILDREN OF CRUEL FATE.