02-18-2013, 12:13 PM
Much appreciated, tectak! =) The capitalising of each line to be honest is because it feels weird not to do that. I've tried it out, but I'm not sure how others find it. Thank you once again tectak! =D
The March
What used to be green canopies
on glorious warzones
is now a mere carpet.
Peace, some suggest,
but I say death.
They marched to make merry,
for their favourite child.
Wistful imagining
removed bloodshed,
made heroes out of them.
They then marched back;
mission accomplished,
for the last time.
Then veteran yellow is awarded,
and warmth kept with dust blankets.
Toy soldiers yearn for the frontline,
wishing upon the light sliver
to tread ever so softly
on the raging velvet once again.
The March
What used to be green canopies
on glorious warzones
is now a mere carpet.
Peace, some suggest,
but I say death.
They marched to make merry,
for their favourite child.
Wistful imagining
removed bloodshed,
made heroes out of them.
They then marched back;
mission accomplished,
for the last time.
Then veteran yellow is awarded,
and warmth kept with dust blankets.
Toy soldiers yearn for the frontline,
wishing upon the light sliver
to tread ever so softly
on the raging velvet once again.
Back!

