Called History Repeating Itself
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written in unrhymed tercets to symbolise the trinity of how i see this corrupt cruel world today lost without a moral compass
Balanced through life's cup
our climate changes as war grips many poor souls
Caught victims in a maze poisoned by this pollution
Trillions dropped in bombs of grave suffering and devastation
the silent screams for justice that's never heard
Media no longer covers true facts bare to the bone
Holocaust where arms are supplied by powers at large
testimony witnesses living skeletons displayed
That would break your heart seeing such unbearable agony
Driven from their home lands by greedy tyrants
the greatest polluters of this world
Warmongers destroying cities and valuable relics
Amounts to the army of darkness never once showing
the olive branch of peace destroying seems to be all they live by
a sad story that is told over and over again
Copyright © Liam Mcdaid | Year Posted 2018
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