/// Here’s the fierce god of war, Mars, asleep.
He’d been counting blood-soaked slaughtered sheep.
As he dozes, wars cease
for a brief, fitful peace,
but the widows and orphans still weep.
/// Here’s the fierce god of war, Mars, asleep.
He’d been counting blood-soaked slaughtered sheep.
As he dozes, wars cease
for a brief, fitful peace,
but the widows and orphans still weep.