twisted game

 

Same old story once again

Bound to lose and never win

Kill, murder, maim

War is nothing but a sick and twisted game

 

Allies have become Enemies,

Friends have become Fauxs.

This world never truly changes

Its stuck on a constant spin repeat

 

Same old story once again

Bound to lose and never win

Kill murder maim

War is nothing but a sick and twisted game

 

The past has become our present and future

Families once whole now broken into two

Loved ones are being lost in every way

Sadness drags on the day

 

Same old story once again

Bound to lose and never win

Kill murder maim

War is nothing but a sick and twisted game

 

We no longer choose our fate

Its left in the hands of those who can not see their mistakes

We want peace yet go to war?

Lies constantly being told

Broken promises are getting old

 

Same old story once again

Bound to lose and never win

Kill murder maim

War is nothing but a sick and twisted game

 

The battle is over and done

BUT the war has just begun.

Reviews

[poetic soul]

Brilliant!!!

loved the end .. its jus so harsh and yet so amazing!!

:) loved the read...

Regards,
Poetic Soul

[Kiara]

amazing!
i thoroughly enjoyed this
wonderfully written piece : )
-arabella

[Doctor Deathstab]

The poem was great. The repetition of these lines seemed a bit redundant though:
"Same old story once again

Bound to lose and never win

Kill, murder, maim

War is nothing but a sick and twisted game"

[Suzy Sunshine]

This is wonderful!
I loved the ending!
Poetry comes so hard for some people but you do it so well!
Add more! I love reading your pieces.

[Ian]

This is an awesome piece!
I really liked it.
Very true the words that you wrote here...
Very well written!
My favorite lines are:

"Same old story once again
Bound to lose and never win
Kill murder maim
War is nothing but a sick and twisted game"

Wonderful piece!
Keep adding stuff!

[Michael]

Very nice cadence and your chorus verse is exceptional. You might think about adding the refrain to the ending couplet, something like:

"The battle is over, finished and done
but the war, this twisted game, has just begun"

It is just a thought as you have the refrain in the chorus verse and it will reinforce it.

You have made me wonder about "Fauxs" Do you mean "friend of foe" or do you mean "friend or fake?" as faux comes from from the French for false and either use will work well. It is clever to say the least.

In the sixth stanza, "Its" should be "It's" I do that all time so I am use to looking for it.

[Carissa]

I really like this poem. The repetition of that one stanxe really helps to reinforce the theme and bring it all together. You chose some powerful words and used them nicely. love it :)