War

• Brenton Martin,
• Poetry
• 2007

War is a great blackness, it never goes away.
It’s always in this world, it’s here forever to stay.

People say that war is bad, this makes me very mad.
If the Prime Minister thinks it’s so evil, then why did he send so many to their doom?

They say they’re trying to let love bloom,
but how can there be love,
when people start war without a thought.
At least we remember those who fought.

War is a great blackness, it never goes away.
It’s in this world forever, no mater what people say.