War is Stupid.

The clouds stay white,

the sky stays blue,

the softness in me,

I hate it so true,

I want to be tough,

but in the end its just me,

shouting at nothing,

nothing with glee.

Sometimes I think fights are so useless,

in the end we still hate,

things that we hardly knew,

before it was too late.

And the mother cries "Daughter!"

But her tears are now blood,

her casket slowly dropping,

into the devilish mud.

War fighting again 

and sometimes for fun,

Dull looks on faces

but out comes the sun.

The clock does not stop,

unless its rather broken,

Into the shallow nothingness,

heaven and token.

Not fair the victim is always considered innocent,

When both sides has caused destruction,

inducing brains of the real innocence

cause chaos, corruption.