by Stacie Jackson

Created on: March 29, 2010

Two different views of the same tragic war.

A million different people thrown at Death's door.

And who is to say who's right and who's wrong?

Did they both not see from their eyes what had come?

War is a terrible thing, and when it comes, countries sting,

The people cry out at the monstrosity, all they can do is listen as the bombs fall with that familiar ring.

Two different views of the same tragic war.

A million soldiers, women, and children are thrown at Death's door.

And who is to say who's right and who's wrong?

Perhaps in the end the blame we so freely place,

Is our own cowering shame and disgrace.

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