Analysis of World at war
Fight harder, fight longer. Achieve the national desire.
Kill without mercy, hoist the flag even higher.
More lamb to the slaughter, while the grim nooks and crannies of a bunker are filled with laughter.
The elite sits in calm, sheltered from the passing storm.
Well protected, well-rested, well-fed.
All while the rivers of Earth are running red.
No future, only fire, our poor souls cleansed in the burning spire.
Nothing but scorched soil remains, clouded in ash and dust.
In this destroyed wasteland no one is just.
The fire brought upon an endless silence.
Result of shameless violence.
Trudging in the ashes of billion dead souls, a mother must weep.
A burned shell of a child in her arms, the sorrow cuts deep.
Innocents reap what the mighty have sown.
And the pale rider collects the bones.
Scheme | AAABCCDEEFFGGHI |
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Poetic Form | Tetractys (20%) |
Metre | 110110010100010 101101011010 1110101011010101011110 0011011010101 101011011 11010111101 11010101011100101 1011101100101 010111111 01010111010 01110100 1000101101101011 01110100101011 1001101011 001100101 |
Closest metre | Iambic hexameter |
Characters | 785 |
Words | 137 |
Sentences | 16 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 15 |
Lines Amount | 15 |
Letters per line (avg) | 42 |
Words per line (avg) | 9 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 634 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 137 |
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