The Field of Red

December 5, 2017
By CoenNendick BRONZE, Prior Lake, Minnesota
CoenNendick BRONZE, Prior Lake, Minnesota
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I used to come to this field of white
It use to be so peaceful and nice
Then war came
Many were slainĀ 
Many bled
In the flower beds
In the field of lonely white
When all was done
Nobody had won
And I came back to the field
Where many friends were killed
My beautiful field of white
Changed overnight
To a field of the dead
It's now a field of red

The author's comments:

I wrote this about the external world, as well as the internal. The struggle of global war, but also the war within.

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