Child born under a red flag. <br />He gave up all he had. <br />For ultimate power. <br />For ultimate control. <br />For images that couldn't washed out of his head. <br />The blood ran as rivers of the dead flowed. <br />Bones littered the ground. <br />As a reminder of what he has done. <br />Even in the darkness the sun still shined. <br />Even upon all chaos some found peace. <br />A happiness was met on the horizon with grief. <br />Part of the daily living. <br />Hopefully soon all this would cease. <br />A testament to boy living in a war torn country. <br />He only understands one thing. <br />To survive you must kill. <br />To survive you must take. <br />All is yours if you want it is all he has ever known. <br />This is what we taught him. <br />Are we tell him that he must stop? <br />When others won't. <br />A mediator of regret, sorrow, and tears to be wept. <br />An imaginary peace. <br />He doesn't know what that is. <br />Upon his conquest all he has seen is men pillage, plunder, and rape. <br />In this world he doesn't understand what is truly at stake. <br />An unclaimed state. <br />He was born into this mistake. <br />If you live in nothingness, the dark abyss will eventually swallow you.<br /><br />Ace Of Black Hearts<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/child-of-war-2/
