Battle in the War

It was a lousy dusk
Clogged by the mundaneness of a war

A war battled on for time so long
and losses so huge

Grasses shed blood and stooped low,
paying homage for brave were the souls
that lay but flesh now so numb
numb with the war, numb with death

It was a war that warned of danger
but never of the end
It was the body and the soul in it
that they had to offer to the war and to the fellow warriors

And it went on until they died
leaving their dreams behind their hopes ajar
and Love so incomplete

The loss brought little difference
to those who woke up to fight again
for they knew they would be killed soon, as well

But they battled to keep the spirit in their souls
To hope to go back home ,
to live onthey battled anyways.