Bound By Honor
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The red ink of history written
Drips long from the blades of man
Driven in a petulant lust to own
Human spirit, as if conquered land
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The fallen brave, lives unsaved
Decaying memories hard bled
Hide in the stringent smoke of lies
And the truth is wanting misled
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Let distance seen in mirrored view
Bear no hidden, no unclear sight
For every banner raised in war
Was raised with a thought of right
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But what you see and free to me
The reasons we chose for arms
Will lead to unneeded travesty
Unneeded the humanly harm
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Death comes for the mortal soul
No need to take, no more to give
No honor found in how we die
Honor bound in our choice to live
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commonsensiblyspeaking 
“The reasons we chose for arms
Will lead to unneeded travesty”
powerful words highlighting the sad repercussions of war…
Violence is never a solution, nor can we readily see who the winners are. Thanks Jim!
I couldn’t agree more…
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when mankind meets in battle, many never return
Too true. A life lost is not something that is waiting to be found again. It disappears forever and with it, all that it was and all it could have been.
The red ink of history written
Drips long from the blades of man
Epic opening to a brilliant verse.
Thanks Yassy!
Loved each verse of this brilliantly beautiful poem!!!….still felt some connection with these lines
“For every banner raised in war
Was raised with a thought of right”.
Thanks, Roshni!
Brad this is beautiful writing and such heartfelt stanzas. Everyone poignant and holding such truths. I can’t help but often think of my poor father and the cost that the Korean war had upon his life so many years later as he was just a child really when he went into the war, not yet sixteen.
Thank you for this amazing work. Love and many hugs to you my dear friend. Jonikins 🤗💕❤️
Only those who have gone to war, or those whose lives have been destroyed by war, can understand that war is the stupedest invention of mankind. Those who opt for war know nothing of war, that is why they like to rattle their sabres but had they ever been in even one battle or skirmish, they would always think twice. You’ve written a beautiful piece, a true homage to peace. Thank you!
Thank you, my friend! Your feedback is always precious to me!
My pleasure my friend!