A Poem To Man's Victory
18 Dec 2024Avalon4094
The sun will rise on Sol, from war now free,The fight is done; a superior foe now gone.
With hope and bravery, we claimed the victory,
Though, every victor still wears a heavy crown.
The iron bells ring, for those we saved,
Yet rings pain for all the ones we lost.
Our future’s built on what the fallen gave,
Reminding us of war’s profound cost.
Let no more battles stain space with blood,
And may we build a future free from pain.
Though scars will fade, we’ll remember war's mud,
And honour those who stood through times of strain.
Let history say, when all was said and done,
That we of Earth stood tall, united—and we won.