where sanity by newvango

I am not a silent poet

wanders onto the battlefield into burnt torn flesh and
agony
it matters not the casualties are children,
doctors or martyrs,
for me
arteries rushing forth red rivers  lost limbs
lost society,
no cause can explain bursting bombs ripping flesh
casually,
no man can turn his head and look away
eventually.

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