Amidst the clash of swords and cries of pain,
The earth trembles beneath our feet.
War’s cruel hand leaves a bloody stain,
As hearts break and lives retreat.
In fields once green, now charred and torn,
Hope seems like a distant star.
Yet even in the darkest morn,
Peace whispers through the scars.
As silence falls where cannons roared,
New seeds of life begin to sprout.
The broken ground, with love restored,
Breathes life into a world devout.
From ashes rise the songs of peace,
A melody of hearts set free.
In unity, our spirits cease,
The echoes of war, in harmony.