War

Women share and promote success
and children bring joy.
The grass is green.

Now reversed, it's war

The land is empty without men
but shivering women and children.
The wind blows without stability
which makes the grass blue and cold.
It's not tornado though - it's war

Divide the land in segments
The transporters and the lame
The latter don't budget time for fame
As worm, it's never peaceful
Why should anyone be cheerful?
Knowing man is obedient
and blind not in all areas
sure can break some barriers

Going astray and being adamic
Like fuel for fire,
that should be man's relic
to show he perspires to acquire

Welcome back heroes of our land
Soldiers for army, men for man
is what you've shown.
Let him be honored with a crown
Not yours, it's his own
Needn't commit suicide, cry, or frown

Even if we won, we lost
The good news is - man is injured
and the demerit remains unpunctured
Man is dead and returned to dust.