War Wages

bywildsweetone©

There is an anger to this land,
A destructive resonance in the air.
There is a raging rape of life,
A pillaging of land once beautiful
Now desolate with the ruins of war.
A steady rain of rapid gunfire,
And a sniper targeting those who will die.

There is an anger to this land,
A rumbling building disharmony of molten lava.
A wave of red hot anger
Spewing through villages and lives,
Destroying life.
A building anger of greed and frustration
Burning and killing
That which stands in its way.

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