War Shot Down R.I.P.
It fell without a warning from the sky.
A silent shard through sullen clouds,
a metal bird unfeathered,
its wings torn by the bite of fire.
The sky did not shudder,
nor did the earth weep,
only the cold grip of smoke
clutched the air where it once soared.
No hero’s march, no solemn tune,
just the whisper of falling steel
and the quiet scatter of dust
as it met the ground
like a name forgotten in the wind.
Rest in peace,
gone but never forgotten,
a shadow in the sky
that still lingers.
Now a soldier in heaven above
Wrapped in Jesuses tender love.
All wars must end in 2025.
Jesus replace heatred with love ❤️
Amen 🙏
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