poems

Can you guess what the title to this poem is...?

The building I once called home,

is now a battle zone

the fighting never stops,

and though the body count is zero,

the casualties are high

I sit in no man's land,

watching the war rage around me,

Every word I utter is drowned out by the screams of the fighting,

My feeble attempts at peace waved away

Slowly I give in,

the last flame of hope extinguished,

And watch as the paper is signed by both sides

The war is over,

and so is the marriage.

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I chose 'Divorce' for the title, but didn't want to write that as the title so you wouldn't quite know what I was talking about until the end. Did it work? Probably not xD