Sand purple beaches
now purple crimson with blood
filled with the empty shells
of live bullets you
fired and emptied
on the shells of now
dead snails in a clash of
equals, that is your bravery
O cowards of the ages
Bravery
Sand purple beaches
now purple crimson with blood
filled with the empty shells
of live bullets you
fired and emptied
on the shells of now
dead snails in a clash of
equals, that is your bravery
O cowards of the ages
Reflections 