Posted: March 15, 2013 in Poetry, Politics, Uncategorized
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Dark skies scream
with cacophony explosions
of terror filled eyes

The smell of flesh
and the sound of cries
fill the gut with fear

Happiness is only a thought
away but imminent destruction
is oh so near

Boys playing chasing each other
with gun pointed fingers only to
realize the bullets do pierce the soul

But the wars we fight, are they for
the better good of humanity or
someone else’s allusion

We carry the banner of freedom
but is the banner of freedom

When we look in the mirror
to see once that was is their
an image anymore

 Written by John The Revelator


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