Poetry / The Stench of War
Through war’s corridors
On a skeleton I ride
Using living flesh
To create my disguise
Learning the lessons
From which men hide
Their sorrow and grief
From uncaring eyes.
While bullets fly
an uncertain path
Their destruction caused
By a dragons wrath.
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Usually I don’t really like rhyming with poems such as this b ecause it makes them a bit more nice but your rhyming does not take away from the raw emotion of this piece. I really like your metaphore of the dragon and your notes only make this piece more gripping. I think you should write another piece about afterwards, having to go through the destruction and not wanting to see those of your own. That would make another eye opener. I really enjoyed reading this and can’t wait to see more from you.
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Very good poem, I like the mixing of the fantastical with the all too real and terrible.
If I had numerous pairs of arms I would applaud with more than just one butfor that I would need surgery nut until then bravo.
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