JOURNEY THROUGH THE GODS (PART IV)
And when you met the God of war,
you expected him to be surrounded by fire
and destruction
and chaos
(by ashes and tears and sadness and anger)
instead he is surrounded by flowers
and smiles
and the song your mother used to sing when you were scared of the monsters under your bed
(how she would laugh if you told her those monsters were real
are real).
Ares is surrounded by beauty
the fleeting kind
the kind you hold with both hands and never never never
let go
until you are forced
by the bleeding of your fingers
and the screaming of your soul
You should have known
People would not die in a war
for less
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