A Military Sentiment

New colours,
sights that have never dared make an appearance,
radiant shades of happening dreams
control is lost but irrelevant
exclusive and stunning
a beautiful war.

Blood and life shed in protest of cynics,
imaginings have conquered
but reality is irretrievable.
How do you reach for your children?
You lie and paint
a beautiful war.

Inconceivable devotion
to an illusory leader whose vengeance and pride is personal
distributor of matte uniform
and creator of preserved love
cheers for forlorn regrets of 
a beautiful war.

The inarticulate lad
whose promise of glory was lost
a simple spirit made simpler.
Clandestine martyrs made angry
real love made redundant by
a beautiful war.

A vow for loss won again,
for nothing short of adversary warriors
once taught of cold and heartless
taught to weep, love, grief, feel, fear
regardless of 
a beautiful war.

And what have we in this moment?
A dark cloud of haunting history
iron clad indifference of a disconnected generation
sympathy is mandatory
but true, valid and raw emotion is lost on us/faultless to 
a beautiful war. 


~ History Poems