WAR DREAMS

Old sounds of war come to mind again
A fleet of grievous dreams startles me to wakefulness
I still remember our heroes braving it through thorns and rain
Sorrowful days those women and children wailing in distress
Back in the capital, our army strong strove to capture the crown
In the forest land our commanders’ schemes were those designed to cut the foe down
Today countless heroes pay homage to martyrs of old
To watch countless mass graves would make each heart weep uncontrolled

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