All the Wickedness of War

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War and Destruction


There was a slight rise,
the shooting was steady,
ambush ready,
bullets in the air,
machine gunners drawing fire,
taking risks, making dares,
and many deaths for hire,
mangled bodies piled up,
so many soldiers littered the ground,
and bombs scarred the sky,
God’s anger mounting higher,
as he watches his children die,
mothers’ voices sounding frantic,
feelings and emotions drained,
life pained.
God made a gesture of dismissal,
almost as if he wanted to give up,
there was so much violence,
spilling over in his spiritual cup.
God could barely contain his fury,
he knew that no man has ever achieved immortality,
and no man rejoiced from death,
as he watches the strong destroy,
and the weak suffer the most,
and when he tried to offer hope,
mortals turn their backs on the Holy Ghost.
God knows that he cannot launch an attack,
although it would be swift and sure,
but it would not be right,
and it would not be pure,
so the suffering humans will never endure,
as they would have God,
tried, convicted, and punished,
for their wickedness.
They will take their turn,
as they watch holiness burn,
for all the evil men churn,
and in God’s wickedness
they fail to learn.

© 2011 Frank Atanacio

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Gingerrevolution 5 years ago from Scotland

It's nice to finally get some modern war poetry thats not from the forties :) They're never easy reading, but I always felt the point was to move rather than to entertan...thanks for sharing.

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Denise Handlon 5 years ago from North Carolina

Death and destruction never made sense to me through war.

There is enough natural disasters in the world bringing death and sorrow without adding to it...Voted your piece awesome.

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Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton Author

Thanks Ginger and Denise for reading :)

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Faith Reaper 4 years ago from southern USA

Wow, another profound piece here too dear Frank.

My dad suffered with PTSD after serving in two wars, and I call them wars, not conflicts, as I heard him suffering in the wee hours of the night as a child. Linking this one too.

Voted up +++ and sharing

God bless. In His Love, Faith Reaper

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Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton Author

I've known many guys who suffered with post tramatic.. so I understand your plight and will keep you in prayers.. God bless you :)

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Vinaya Ghimire 4 years ago from Nepal

I have seen people dying in my backyards during the ten years of conflict in my country.

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Frank Atanacio 4 years ago from Shelton Author

wow im so sorry to hear that Vin :(

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phdast7 3 years ago from Atlanta, Georgia

Frank - I like this poem as well, grim, depressing, full of grief .... as any "honest" war poem should be. Theresa

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Frank Atanacio 3 years ago from Shelton Author

once again Phdast7 thank you

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