There’s chaos, amidst the cause. A rift between bad and good.
Shadows lurk in the darkness, awaiting the danger in a deeper secret.
Red shines brighter, and white vanishes in thin air.
Smoke cap hovering on the horizon, a reality of someone’s daily misfortune.
There seated in silence, voices of silent screams.
Weeping are the innocent souls, echoing like of a wolf’s howl gone cold.
Above, to where the skies in red, the sun rises with scorching heat.
Underneath the shades of fading faith, tears and sweats swifts though the ruins and defeats.
A landfill of missing pieces, ashes and bullets are turned into great assets.
Memories are scathed and scarred, nightmares are becoming too normal.
There’s no day and night, only death remains certainly defined.
Truth is told by sorrow and grief, whilst lies are paid with gold and dimes.
With silence in disguise, peace and order are confusing every mind.
As wound inflicting wind kept blowing, blood sheds right in every corner.
The land that reeks of shattered dreams, grows nothing but unbearable fear.
Where peace throws a hefty wrath, what remains is peace without any greed and desire’s whatnots.
(Poetry, Earth, World, Peace, Power, Love, Humanity, Dreams, Future, Children, Faith, Hope)
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