Short Ammunitions Poems

Voices scream like  cockerels' within the farm of my mind
Awake again. should I even bother opening my eyes?
Maybe if I dont, the day wont have to start.
I roll out of bed into consciousness. 
Coffee. Black like my mood.
Nicotine and coffee are good ammunitions.
How many hours till sleep?...

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You came into my perfect little world, 
with your charm and pose.
You dismantled my innermost wall with your ammunitions.
First you told me you liked me.
Then you said you were falling in love with me.
Sincerely you said you loved me.
And with disbelief I believed
And all this was just a lie.
I regret the moment of ever seen you.
Now, I thank you for that crude awakening....

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Waraments

We must face a crisis that is of our making
Arming countries whilst it citizens starves
Remember greed is a hunger we can't feed
Ammunitions serves no purpose if no wars
Maybe peace can exist, not if there's greed
Each day another country begins a conflict
Nothing new there but at expense of it own
Today greed is tomorrow hunger we'll feed
So let start today cease the armament sale...

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