A Game of Cards

[growingivy 3382]

War.

 

War is a funny thing, isn’t it?

Unstable, bendable.

 

And something that can be resolved by the very one’s who’ve started it.

 

One may compare war to cards.

 

A good game of cards may very well end badly

 

With a single victor,

 

The rest of the players are crushed.

 

Perhaps, perhaps that is why there is a card game named War.

 

Most do not trust war.

 

And some, some do not trust cards.

 

I myself do not trust cards,

 

For a single little card game landed me the scars of burns upon my face.

 

Scars one may get from battle.

 

An unneeded one, with many losses,

 

For pride.

 

Just as one would play cards,

 

For pride.

 

And monetary gain, of course.

 

Which can be said for war as well,

 

And all those who lead it.

 

Well, usually that is.

 

Signed, Mirabella Violet

Ave Sedan

 

Spoiler

1st Poem:

https://www.lordofthecraft.net/forums/topic/199995-a-young-elfs-view-on-oren/
2nd Poem:

https://www.lordofthecraft.net/forums/topic/200031-an-empire-versus-a-child/

 

[AnonymousAlexa 3890]

"Ave Sedan," echoed Catherine de Joannes, enthralled by the poetry of the young elfess.

[makeitsoyoucandeleteaccounts 610]

"Only our Fictilis Knows of the Sedanites' Demise, and so It Shall Prevail. All Hall Fictilis, Save Oren, Save Sedan, Save them Both from eachother's Wrath.", spoke the Knight-Administrator, rather discontent from the Poet's words of war.

[Franczhiz 4437]

"Ave Sedan! We shall overthrow the tyrannical Empire of Oren and we shall destroy the barbaric ISA, the Sedanians shall prevail!"  shouted the young man (Ivarus Bishop) as he heard the poetry, striking his fist into the air.

[Bigman31 94]

"Ave Sedan! Down with the tyrants!" Apoloniusz Bishop would shout as he finished reading the poem  

[__Clocky 770]

"Ave Sedan! Ave teh Rebellion!" A halfling by the name of James Peregrin would cry out. How strange.

[VonAulus 2082]

The Mayor, Mister Alphonse Sylvester Halcourt would once again read through the poetry to discern the meaning. He would reach for his trusty diary to record his response to the poem. He would have to remember to swing by the market to get some ink at the Providence Bazaar.

 

Dear Diary,

This demented youth continues to put out propaganda for the rebels. It is common for youth in wartime to 'play' war. A child picks up their stick and pretends for it to be a sword. The excitement of such times and events seems romantic to a young soul. War is not flowery poems or prose. It is stench. It is the smell of rotting rebel corpses in the fields and in the gutters of the capital. It is increased street cleaning costs to burden for the tax payers of Providence. It is the smell of displaced citizens flooding into the walled settlements to avoid bands of raiders and looters. Nothing smells good about war. I think this young one is caught up in the excitement and wants to express these feelings through jabs with the pen instead of the sword. I once heard it said that "Warriors do not read books." Maybe they see themselves as a word warrior as opposed to a soldier. I should amend the original saying to express something to relate to what is before me, "Poets do not swing swords." I do believe these misguided youth will have more success with their quills then swords. It would be smarter to not attach one's name to such printings at such a young age. Fantasy and day dreams always look worse with time. Likening war to a great game is only something the young could dream up. Creative metaphor it is, this is no fantasy played out with sticks. Soon they will witness when you swap out quills for swords and how very little it is like cards. 

[Javert 9628]

Henry Bishop proudly watches his relatives cheer for Sedan, raising his fist into the air "Ave Sedan! Forever Standing!"