Wars and Death

No one won.

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Blood all around, I felt him die,
Never realised; it was the final goodbye.
He finally slept with peace and I with tears,
His absence will traumatise me in the coming years.
They won; no one knows who or what,
Even the land will be barren and draught.
No one is happy to see the red,
With loved ones on the death bed.