War's Bitter Harvest

 

A million lives forever lost in vain,

A million emotions held in this tear,

Empathy for those ruthlessly slain,

Love and hope for those living in fear.

The glory of war is nothing but bane,

A cause to bring loved ones nearer,

The creator struggles to keep one sane,

Existence doth never been dearer.

Battle is consequential, war is pain, 

Families ripped, never to be the same,

The purpose of life is no more clear

The devil may weep so meagre is the gain.