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''Bronze and Blood''

Contributed by puranic_mantra on Saturday, 26th February 2005 @ 05:05:14 PM in AEST
Topic: war



Bronze and Blood; Mingled together on this plain,
Crusted together by the heat of a relentless sun.
The stench of iron fills my nostrils...
There is honor here?

This place knows the shame of defeat, and
the joys of overwhelming victory. It has
seen fathers slay sons, and brothers maim
brothers. But...with just cause?

I see a man upon a spear, lifeless as
time erodes him away just as it does forgotten dreams.
I too will probably not remember him tomorrow.

What rotten desolation has taken this place?
Disemboweled men are cast about this field like the
sands of a shoreline...waiting for the crest
to come and steal them away.

Each has traded his spirit for a sword,
but I fear that only the buzzards are
thankful for the sacrifice. Honor? Here?
No, I see only a field of reddened mud, and wasted men.
Helen, it seems, has been afforded entirely too much affection.






Copyright © puranic_mantra ... [ 2005-02-26 17:05:14]
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Re: ''Bronze and Blood'' (User Rating: 1 )
by Jane_Doe on Saturday, 26th February 2005 @ 05:26:17 PM AEST
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This was really cool. It makes me think of the war for Helen and the war right now.

Great write.

--Jane_Doe--


Re: ''Bronze and Blood'' (User Rating: 1 )
by babykitty on Wednesday, 22nd June 2005 @ 11:25:30 PM AEST
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this is really good. it makes me think about the war in Iraq and the past wars we've had.




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