116. When The Battle’s Lost

J Jaden Knight
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When the battle’s lost and nearly all the lives have gone the bodies of the dead piled high to be destroyed at first light The chance of victory long evaporated into the bleak nothingness of death yet still some will fight on little pockets of resistance trying to hold their own against the world Mostly it’s those who are afraid of death who are the ones who the most are desperate to survive still keep firing their weapons till they can no more hoping to live for tomorrow Not that tomorrow may bring any change for them there’s still a conflict out there unless they finally get killed but they want to avoid destruction and what may come with it because what they may see they fear For through the eyes and ears of the dead we are all blind and deaf at least to what they may have to say no one else has seen what they have no one has learnt from their mistakes Only when they die will they learn what they should have done from the beginning while the war is over for them when they join the legions of dead peace is just beginning

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