War Sonnet

Heavens show sorrow

As the rain that falls from the skies

And the storm that comes tomorrow

Is the grief of those who will die,

Remember the years

When death gave us no thought

And we wielded the sword and spear

As we were mindlessly taught,

The deeds we now repent

Came effortlessly to the arm

But come dawn our feelings were different

and we wished no one that harm,

we now shall live a life of peace

and hope that, that may give us some ease.