Echoes of the battlefield

In fields of joy and activities,

Takes place a few of calamities

Not made by nature,

But through humans who are traitors

Cruel enough to brutally regulate people

Known to be insatiable

Opponent's victory they can't withstand

Of course! No one will understand

Peace and joy gives them an itch

Ready to throw anyone in the ditch

Gunshots and swords that clang

The cry of the war bell rang

Though war may claim it's brutal toll

It cannot vanquish the human soul

For in the ashes, hope will start 

To rebuild peace, to heal the heart