The Floodlights Are Burning

The floodlights are burning;

On Adam and Eve's glorious playground,
what the hell is happening ?

Is it another great evil war
a flood of bloodbath that's coming ?
or will it be the judgment day,
before the God, the fools of power are bringing ?

Pray hard;
O' meek, O' earth's peaceful human being !
We don't need no end, we need to keep on living.
War seems to be, the one tragic fate
on humans never ending.

(04.13.2022)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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April 14, 2022 at 10:37 PM
In a war, there is no victor ! There is only destruction and misery ! If the war mongers had realized this, how different life would have been ! We can only pray for world peace !
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