War of WordsA Poem by Steve KittellWinners
are heroes for all time. Losers
lie on bed of lime. History’s
written by those who win. Volumes
of glory, sin paper thin.
Time
passes, memory dies. Untold
stories, unseen lies. Minds
made from man-made past. Lives
lost, truth cast.
Kings
battle for ideology. Battles
fought by you and me. Victory
penned behind a wall. The
war of words lost to all.
Heroes
fill the sheets in the book of time. Losers
lie littered on their beds of lime. We
boast of gallant feats, forget awful sin.
Tales
of our history told by those who win. Time
passes when memory dies. No
untold stories or unseen lies. Minds
made from man-made past. Lives
lost when truth’s cast.
Kings
joust for their ideology. Battles
fought by you and me. Victory
penned behind their wall. The
war of words lost to all.
Lines
on pages, pages in a book. Knowledge
awaits if you know where to look. Truth
often hides in the space between. Voices
heard, though unseen.
Wars
always fought for lessons learned. Making
new ash of histories burned. Share
the inks and all scribble fast. Then the war of words doused at last. The End SCK101214
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1 Review Added on October 12, 2014 Last Updated on October 17, 2014 AuthorSteve KittellIn the shadow of Windmill Cottage, East Greenwich, RIAboutHaving suffered almost fifty years of writers block I'm back, picking up exactly where I left off, as a mischievous five year old. Current chidren's poems can be seen at: http://www.childrens-stori.. more.. |

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