Echoes Of Strife

Beneath a sky where thunder roars,

A tale of war, with open sores.

Brothers clash, a somber ballet,

In shadows where their dreams decay.

Crimson rivers mark the ground,

Silent pleas in battles drowned.

Echoes linger, haunting still,

A bitter pill, a lasting chill.

Yet, let hope rise from the fray,

A world reborn on a brighter day.

In verses of peace, our hearts implore,

No more war, forevermore.