Poems from Ixw123
The cacophonous roar,
originating from the machines of war.
The engines that continue,
the horrific bloodshed,
are engineered by...
I survey the land ahead.
As i look out on the horizon,
I see a humming bird,
hovering near a flower.
I hear a bee,
buzzing around me.
And...
The battle rages,
not to be quelled within me.
Who is the victor?
I'm running for my life.
I hear the whirring of the alarms,
the screams of the people.
I look for a way to run,
though all i see are mobs...
I don't know how i came to be.
When a deer approaches...
I am suddenly a deer.
I hear the breaking of twigs,
the whoosh of the leaves...