Lessons learned from war
To make this clear, I am writing a poem as the boots of the soldiers in the American civil war.

The horrors I have seen
Oh the horrors I can feel
From the corpses of the young
To the hopes of the masses, which will never heal
The gunpowder in the lungs
The blood on our hands
The travesty on the land
Many of which only upset.
Families have been torn apart
Hopes are breaking, along with hearts.
Headed nowhere, lives wasted,
Don't let our mistakes repeat.
Don't let our idiocy became an art.
Lessons Learned from War

The horrors I have seen
Oh the horrors I can feel
From the corpses of the young
To the hopes of the masses, which will never heal
The gunpowder in the lungs
The blood on our hands
The travesty on the land
Many of which only upset.
Families have been torn apart
Hopes are breaking, along with hearts.
Headed nowhere, lives wasted,
Don't let our mistakes repeat.
Don't let our idiocy became an art.
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