War

I am not a poet Nor an author But I look at the sky I forecast the weather Dark days are ahead, friends It is going to rain Look at the cloudy sky It tells of weeks of coming pain No, years rather For the east wind is on us A bullet for you, brother Every fine home shall rust So be good, reader There is no excuse in war It hears from no one Neither looks at tears

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Beata Agustin

Date: 9/27/2024 12:35:00 AM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.