15) Death is the only occasion
I'm afraid that someday water of seas will be placed by blood,
Flowers of gardens turn to mud,
That buildings will be constructed out of bones and rubs,
Inhabited by killed 's fractured skulls,
The one place where people would go is the grave
And the only occasion celebrated is Death,
If some humans believe in achieving
peace by cutting each other piece by piece .
Poetry by Amanda K
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Written on 2006-09-15 at 15:38
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