Victims of War

Savannah Skye


Victims of war
Dance on shards of pain
In life's empty battlefield

Ghosts dance in their head
Casting shadows of death
Across casualties of life

Crimson tears are cried
From eyes long blind
To blood shed for peace

Children left behind
Blown to fragmented pieces
By smart bombs incognito

Ears do not ring freedom
Flags are tattered and torn
Above bodies lying in a pool of blood

Quote of the moment:
The only way to amuse some people is to slip and fall on an icy pavement.

This site has received 11732030 hits since Aug 4, 2000

COPYLEFT:
The entire content of all public pages in The Pagan Library (graphics, text and HTML) are free information, released under the terms of the GPL. All copyrighted items mentioned are the property of their respective owners, and no form of ownership or endorsement is implied.

Last modified: June 12 2016 13:20:45