Foolish War
by Draconic Spirit

Standing in a desolate field
Protected by some iron shield
Reviewing the battle at the end
Wishing for a way to make amend.

It all started with a foolish fight
It escalated by the fall of night
Now a war was being fought
And it wasn't going the way it ought.

All because two claimed one thing
A battle royale was seen the thing
They postpone as night draws near
Their women wail and shed a tear.

Hostilities flare all day and night
And no end was seen in sight.