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Boom goes the cannon,
As the bullets wiz by,
Fighting for you life,
Hoping you don't die.

War has aged you,
Changed you,
Eaten up your soul,
You're fighting for your cause,
But not without its toll.

The world is tearing apart,
War torn,
Savagly beaten,
It begs for it to stop,
But you keep going,
You fight and fight and fight,
Till there is nothing left to fight.

Just what are you fighting for?
Land?
Fame?
Rights?
I know what you're fighting for,
You're fighting to kill,
For blood to spill,
Because graves were dug to fill,
So what are you fighting for?
You fight for death,
for destruction,
for the end of the world,
Is all that worth fighting for?
©2007-2009 ~zzz99
:iconzzz99:

Author's Comments

war is a tragic thing...
inspired by my summer reading books,
which...had to deal with the civil war......

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:iconwandio:
I like this. It flowed very well, and the last stanza gets a bit into that hip-hop feeling, that sort of quick emphasized rhyming. Sharp. Sweet.

Thumbs up, bud.

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"My mother used to say to me, 'Elwood, in this world you must be oh so smart, or oh so pleasant.' For years, I was smart, but I would recommend pleasant. You may quote me."
----Elwood P. Dowd
:iconboom-man97:
not bad...
not bad at all

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to love is to love lindsey
~ssbb-tourney-club
:iconzzz99:
thanks :D

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Don't you know, in the end, we'll be tragically torn apart?
:iconzzz99:
thanks :)

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Don't you know, in the end, we'll be tragically torn apart?
:iconboom-man97:
np

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to love is to love lindsey
~ssbb-tourney-club
:iconcontemplator:
wow it sounds good and it matches war perfectly

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How do we know if each other exists if all our senses can be fooled, and from that we can lose our grip on reality
:iconzzz99:
thanks :D
and thanks for the fav!!!

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Don't you know, in the end, we'll be tragically torn apart?
:iconcontemplator:
np ^^

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How do we know if each other exists if all our senses can be fooled, and from that we can lose our grip on reality
:icontaioralover4ever:
wow thats an amazing poem i love it!!!!!! :hug:

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Watch the rain fall with me. Listen to the thunder. Watch the lightning. It looks so pretty. Now wait for just the right moment and kiss me.
I love you Tony

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