Plant Of Joy
An international symbol
of those who die in war
a symbol of peace.
So what do we fight them for?
War is the poppy of mankind
it’s a drug we can’t live without
the flower the color of blood
in empty battlefields they sprout.
We crave war’s victories
and the freedoms we think it brings
but one side has to lose
one side has to die
and it’s not the side that’s right
or the side that’s wrong
it’s the side that kills
and the side that’s strong.
No matter how long peace reins
there are always men dreaming of war
no matter how many people die
no matter what is being fought for.
War is an ungodly practice
so often done in the name of God.
© RebekkaSanchez2015
Capricious Poet 
Perfect turn of phrase: ‘War is an ungodly practice
so often done in the name of God.” Beautiful!
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Thanks so much I really felt this when I wrote it!
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Phew….nailed it Bekkie……a great tribute! ‘war is the poppy of mankind’..wow
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I am so glad you like it! Sorry I bothered you about reading it but this came straight from the gut. Love you Bren! Thanks for all your comments.
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You have given us truth in poetry … thank you.
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Thanks for your kind comment I enjoy them!
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War is the poppy of Makind–I, too, was struck by that powerful line.
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Thank you Theresa!
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“War is the poppy of mankind.” Great sense of irony there.
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I meant it Susan. Thanks for stopping by!
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Oh well done mate , maybe the poppies are to dull the pain
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Lol! For sure!
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Often done in the name of God
Very true, Bekkie! How ironic to invoke the name of God but with propensity to inflict destruction and sufferings
Hank
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I was surprised how strong my feelings were when I put them down. Thanks Hank! Hugs!
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An appropriate, and very well written, response to the prompt.
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With all of your adventures you must of seen this first hand. Thanks for stopping by!
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