I'm not sure what this poem had to do with the November contest, there are no images of trees without leaves in the poem, but I do appreciate its message very much. A popular video game series, called Fallout, begins each game with the mantra: "War. War Never Changes." That is so true and so difficult to accept. Anywhere you go in the world, any time in past or present, war is just like you have described in the poem.

If I could make a suggestion, it would be to add on a little to the end of the poem. I think you have painted the picture of war very clearly, but I would like you to conclude with something more. Why does it matter that war is the way that it is? Should we change, or do you agree that this is the way it has to be? Consider adding some answers to those questions if you feel so inclined.

Also, I think your language use is strong, and I would like to make a few small suggestions to make it stronger:

On these stanzas where you start with "Many", I think the following nouns need to match "many". "Many" is an adjective that represents more than one thing, or as a noun to represent multiple things, but afterward you connect it to a singular noun.

Many became captive of wars --> Many became captives of war (add "s" to make captive plural so it better matches "many")

Many got their hand and leg mutilated --> Many got their hands and legs mutilated (add "s" to hands and legs to make them plural to better match)

Living as an incomplete human being - Living as incomplete human beings (same thing)

I hope this helps and I hope you don't mind the suggestions. Please feel free to disregard my comment if you do not wish to make any revisions.

Looking forward to more of your writing,
Kelsey