Poems and Other Stuff {including plot bunnies}

~Conqest~

Blood soaks the battle fields as the men march away

Conquest upon Conquest

There the enemy lays

Beaten and broken lost in a land

Forever lay still as the moon breaks the mist

The enemies fall the army marches on

So be it says god as he turns away

Corruption upon Corruption

Anarchy upon Anarchy

But as always

Blood soaks the battle field as the men march away

Conquest upon Conquest

There the enemy lays

~Army~

They air is filled with smoke

The guns a blaze

The forest around us lay still

Frozen with fear it awaits

The dirt and the blood soak us all

Guns in one hand, Cigar in the other

We go on to kill another

~1945~

Germany 1945

Though now many aren't alive

Fear fills the streets

Where the enemy meets

The sky is very dark

While the men part

War is now the solution

But it is more of a pollution

Now many must be killed

Nothing will be

The ally army is close

Though nobody knows

Many Guns will be a blaze

While streets become a maze

The allies will most defiantly win

Though they are truly killing their kin

World War two was awful

It most certainly wasn't lawful