War Outcome

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Even though blessed with no death Or at will till the last breathe He has chosen not to leave the soul The body is awaiting final call His advice is not heeded He regrets war order The Truce between brothers is turned down The fate is already known “How many deaths” he visualizes destruction “Oh, God grant some wisdom” but who follows instruction Daily some death news are brought to him The great warrior listens and watches the turn “Was such outcome only goal”? Was war so sweet to call? He had no answer but to wait The death was now near with such a fate If war was the only option! He thinks about internal satisfaction If whole world is won but no soul to rule Who has to go in for such a bloody war and be called fool?

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