I can see a field of poppy's, a time when no one is drinking coffee's.
I see men and women in armor standing, then their weapons quickly landing.
A war so powerful in pain, but all their aggression was in vein.
The people dying on the land, atleast them they took a stand.
I was left in shock unmoving, something to me this was proofing.
I realized how far we have fallen, in a world left so barren.
We stand and watch when it happens so, but never take action until the crow.
These men and women from ancient times, had honor and strength in mind even when committing crimes.
They owned up to their mistakes, writings of apolagies that cause the heart aches.
Can we change our fallen nature, or should we all just turn to vapor?
©emilylewis
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