How exhilarating to set eyes on shiny artilleries
when orgies innervate the mind to strip the foe of glory
How thrilling to see the lords slicing the waters
to demolish with torpedoes the eye sores
How uplifting for a chest seething with vengeance,
to see jets soar with a promise of ravage.
Sense the trepidation of the sea that doubts its capacity
to hold vestiges
and abhors a graveyard,
and wishes the earth, to be spared of as well
Which decries the wicked plots in its womb
when landmines supplant the saplings,
While the sky bemoans its dumbness and the heart swelling with secrets.
Silently somewhere condolences set in:
the earth offers green leaves,
the sky soft rains,
the sea offers to wash away blood and venom.