War's Destroy the Czar and Kingdoms Crown
What days of wasted rage are written on your soul
where nights are woven winter's rugged soil
The birth of wisdom grows with winters flame's
the taste of lover's laughter stay's the same
With gentle words of kindness grows the soul
The silents night of battles never fought
Love is built with games that lover's play
The dancing man that lives to love each day
The Czar and his Czarina where in love
he danced on summer beaches in the thrill
he knew the love of family and reigned
he walked in clouds of wisdom never full
Respect is lost to problems never seen
the battles of the past for all to see
The haemophiliacs need from mother's Queen
The gossip of the people growing strong
The cost of fighting illness in her son
destroyed the love of living in the Queen
Rasputin was the grief of clutching straws
Gavrilo brought the war that took them down
Gossip was the weapon of the crowd
as people turned from love to hatreds gown
poverty brought needs of empty plate's
Gossip laid the problem on the crown
The death of sons and daughters also great
with empty guns the soldiers walked to death
without the trains the people where not feed
The Czarina gained the hatred and the blame
Yet wars create the problems empty plate's
war's create the suffering of state
war's create the problems for the Crown
destroying Czar and kingdoms mighty Crown
Copyright © Bernard Barclay | Year Posted 2018
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