Bloody War

Ocean blue,
grassy green,
purple flowers,
and clear tears,
red blood and
black waters,
smoky sky
and
my crying daughter,

Many say war is bad
but I say over population
creates terror

The war is here
and very near
thats the good thing
since
life is no longer clear
no more days of bright sun
and play
but only gunshots and butchered bodies

In the terror we shall live
for at least four more years

Just like WWI and WWII
everything is four
and then comes
balance

After all of this
we will play

A summer sunset
and a bee filled spring

No more days
when we fear what we see
people fear nothing of such sorts,
since all they new is to be
regrown

No more days were we loose everything
no more days in which we loose what we love
What we desire
and
What we live for,

Ocean blue,
Green grass,
Purple flowers
and no more tears,

after four years of bloody wars
thats what we get
for the torture that unfolds
and the tears that we had shed