Living In Explosions
Explosions in air, in water
Explosions are everywhere
That spatter bloods in air
Poor bloods float on water,
Continue flame and sound
Smokes spread all around,
The earth turns black-red
No more than a death bed,
The earth has been turned
Into a field of terrible war
And a pit of complete fire
No escape but to be burned,
More than ferocious are they
Destroying all who feel gay
And committing crimes all
Charge the guiltless to fall.
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