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Battle Scene

Ed Eldridge


The battle raged on and on, every day without stopping,

            the bombs burst, and small arms popping.

Not even a break, in the sundown hour,

            continued to drop, and only sour.

Once was even peaceful, for a brief moment,

            then would break the silence, with all its torment.

When fading love, hits the bottom,

            broken hearts tinted, until broken.

The countless insults, like bombs and grenades,

            pursuit to win, the battle raged.

The children witness, their world to fall apart,

            the damage done and broke their heart.