War

Milling clouds of beliefs
and hysteric following
slowly move across waters
where blood meets the final end
at the end of a barrel,
– fire with no forgiving blazing –
where no man can honestly say:
I did my best to uphold decency.





Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2010-06-02 at 21:47

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Eli The PoetBay support member heart!
I'm with Stan. Thank You - great sentence.
2010-06-03


Stan Cooper The PoetBay support member heart!
Bob...this is an absolutely wonderful write...I was going to
quote a particular line that I was most impressed with, but
had trouble doing that as I loved the whole poem

Stan
2010-06-02