Echoes of Battle

In the hush of twilight's embrace, Lies the tale of a land once ablaze, Where echoes of battle still resound, And scars of war etch deep, profound.

O wounds of the earth, crimson and raw, Each mark a story of honor and awe. The blood-soaked soil, where courage bled, And valor stood tall, where heroes tread.

The scars of war, etched in every stone, Speak of struggles fought, and hearts unknown. Amidst the ruins, a silent plea, For peace to reign, for souls to be free.

O Lord of Mercy, in Your grace we seek, Heal these wounds, where tears still streak. Guide our hearts through shadows dire, With wisdom's light, let hope inspire.

For in the scars of war, a testament lies, To human spirit that never dies. Through trials endured and battles won, Lies the path to peace, under the sun.

Let history's lessons guide our way, To cherish peace, come what may. For every scar tells a tale untold, Of courage, sacrifice, and hearts bold.

In the quiet of dawn, let us pause and pray, For healing to come, for a brighter day. Where scars of war fade into the past, And peace prevails, forever to last.