The pyres lit high
Heavens they engulfed
Lest the skies unfold,
What had transpired

Massacre so grave
Never before witnessed
Legacies of the brave
Lay crushed and disgraced

Stench of the blood soaked soil
Sullied the holy air
Pleased weren’t the gods
For whom had been caused this despair

Cries of the wounded
Made a din as they bled
Vultures all around
Feasting on the dead

Kings and soldiers
All slain together
A sight so macabre
A lesson though learnt never

Widows left behind
And children in tow
To build a generation
Seeds of future to sow

To make them strong
And make them brave
And send them to war
To kill all over again