War
I am 12 and my views on war…
A terrible fate is war,
In my world a needless occurrence.
Managed by anger and jealousy,
Captained by religion.
A cold hearts hunger for recognition and attention,
But a cold heart then becomes ice.
And when the last beat is near,
And the last breath is withdrawn.
Weakness is shown,
Defeat is admitted.
In my world a needless occurrence.
Managed by anger and jealousy,
Captained by religion.
A cold hearts hunger for recognition and attention,
But a cold heart then becomes ice.
And when the last beat is near,
And the last breath is withdrawn.
Weakness is shown,
Defeat is admitted.
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