War Is On 2
woken up by the yelling and crying
war hungry fearful people dying
foggy cells stinky mouth
gazing through the window broken
unpainted dirty stained
with the red spits of
my ancestors
dinosaurus
they were still running crying blunted
war is on fear descent encroached
windy and cold i started to
cry too
Copyright © Francis Osho | Year Posted 2015
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