Earth and land are restless, Sea is in dismay, Heavens watching silently, In wait for evil days. The plague of war is brewing, In the hearts of mortal men. Those who often begin wars, Now do so once again. And even though the needs for war Are not the views of all. It is because they love their home, They come at leader's call. And so the soldiers march, "post haste!" With hopes of victory. …showed first 75 words of 293 total…

…showed last 75 words of 293 total…a change is seen, Because they too are scarred. But for those who are less fortunate, Whose loved ones do not return. The folly and vanity of war Is a lesson they have learned. For though the war has seemed to stop, And victory is complete, The plague of war has no real end, And it eventually repeats. Earth and land are restless, Sea is in dismay, Heavens watching silently, In wait for evil days.