WAR AND PIECES

The trumpets blew
the arrows fired,
Men fell, battles won
Queen captured, Kingdom overtaken

Conchshell,
The bugle blew
guns blazed, bullets rained
Bodies fell still, battle won
Gold looted, province annexed

The siren blasted
The missiles flew
Bodies fell again
Oil Looted, monarch captured

No sirens would blow
the nukes would fly
no bodies would remain
countries would have no boundaries
yes, peace would rule
with dead pieces as its subjects

~Aby Baby~

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