© Mama Zen Photography
Was it honor or madness
that had men going to war?
Armor donned, sword raised,
flesh sliced to drown the grass with blood.
Carnage written in romantic prose,
fair maidens swooned under bloody crowns.
The chessboard of kingdoms
were played with bitter hands.
Power fed on corpses of the dead.
Victory assessed by number of the slain.
Did men dress their madness in honor
to justify the lies burnished upon their chests?
©Susie Clevenger 2012