Futile Preparations.

Published on by theyorkshirepoet

Futile preparations,
For a war that may not come,
Searching for peace still.

Chaos in the air,
Warfare looming every day,
Pray for peace to stay.

Marching to the front,
Soldiers ready for the fight,
Praying for the end.

Steve Halstead.

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