What War Does To Us

The world went up in flames

Fire was met with fire

They fought to save,

But they died of hate

And when it ended,

The battlefield went cold

Haunted by the screams of those

Who never got to grow old.

The Great War was over

Leaving in its wake a sea of mourners

Women widowed and children orphaned

What good is this peace,

If there's no love to share it?

In the end, 

We may never know

If the fire was worse

Than the ice so cold.