Why do wars come?
I see the the raincoloured like blood
on the lands.
I see the the train
I see the sad hankercief exploding
in my hands.
I see uncoloured people in pain
I see bad people involved
I see life
in a blood red grain
I see wars coming
for reasons
yet not
Understood.
Poetry by Poe_t
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Written on 2005-10-18 at 11:46
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