Aloft the woollen floss amongst the cerulean glaze
Daredevils soar,
In loops and swirls,
Interweaving the fire-darts.
Whilst flamethrowers singe
Fields,
Trees,
Tanks,
Horses
And battle-wagons
And the weary soldiers beneath.
This was not war, surely,
Well not like any before had seen.
This was anarchy,
An atrocious order
That gave way
To a disorderly jumble of confusion.
A mesh of loyalty and deceit,
Good and evil,
Protection and cruelty,
Truth and lies.
This was hell
On our beautiful
Haven.
Our beautiful Gaia.
Our beautiful home...
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Thanks to Bill Temple this piece has become a hit with Wattpaders. I am so grateful he posted it on his 'WAR the most useless act of man' series. It filled me with joy to see the wonderful comments Wattpaders gave it. I am deeply honoured for both the comments and the kind offer by Bill Temple in posting it on his successful series. A delightful tribute to the Heroes of War. Thank you all who contributed. Most of all a special thanks to Bill. Thanks Bill I will never forget your kindness and support.
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