Hey verdant morn,Is this what you asked for,Are you proud of your war,Fought in the streets and suburbia?Do you see the destruction wrought,And the innocence lost?Far worse than the depths of hell,For the bystanders caught in the violent net,That we call this search of glory,And superiority.Shall you believe that you are better,For admitting your faults,Or … Continue reading Poem: Hey Verdant Morn →