Warriors they call themselves, fighting for a cause
All they know is to fight, without any pause
Rattling their sabers, they march on and on
Rain or shine, for the cause they will fight on
In God they believe, human lives matter not
Orders they follow blindly, whether right or not
Righteousness is not a virtue, morally corrupt lot
Sold their souls to the devil, martyrs they are not
Warriors to be for peace and truth, never in their thoughts
Week 15 of My Fifty Two Weeks Journey with “W”
WRITE ANYTHING WEDNESDAY – MAY 11TH, 2016
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Poetry is my passion. I am not a methodical writer. I have no set topics to write about. What I feel, perceive, think about, I will like to share in this blog. I open my mind to the world. Like the weather, sometimes my poems are cloudy, sometimes stormy. I always like to see sunshine streaming through the leaves of trees, so I hope I can share some of those sunshine with my readers.
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This one is good on so many levels, the beginning letters, the repetition and rhyme, and especially the theme of how warriors need not worry about right and wrong, just follow orders.
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Appreciate your kind words.
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Beautiful poem.
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Thanks.
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