War
The smell of raw flesh of human emotion,
Artificial thoughts are created to protect the minds,
Is there anything but this war real?
Let's destroy what is sheltering us all.
The earth is consumed by dark smoke,
Dirty humans and machines blind us all,
We look over this world with a weak eye,
One last breath in till it's all gone.
Copyright © Mike Rounds | Year Posted 2012
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