A Battle Lost

In a cold place, and with colder heart,

In jumbled lanes, and jumbled lives,

In white, pristine white,

Too dark, too dark, oh, too dark,

With hearts too heavy, too grieved,

With guns too ready, a battle perceived.

A battle, not of kings and queens,

Nor of a display of power, of strength,

Nor one fought for religious ambition, 

Only a battle, Only a battle

Only a battle of life and death,

Of pain and sorrow,

Of grief and despair,

Only a battle, lost today.

The lingering, white world,

Only a battlefield,

Why worry, today,

We've lost, anyway.  

( Entry to Prompt of the Week )