Why wage war?A Poem by Ryan Falzon - TymonThis poem is about war, and about one particular war which I'l leave it to you to figure out.The leaves fall off the tree. Clock ticking a second late. Fire as far as the eye can see Land consumed with utter hate. Helpless ants frozen in terrorized states, as death comes from all four sides Where to go when no place is safe? Fear drowning the land like a tide. I ask, Why? Why the rain of fear? Why the wind of hate? Why fight amongs ourselves? Because our enemies have been brought down to it's knees. Long ago. Far Long ago. We, are evil, down to the very core. Everyone one of us, and all those before. We laugh, and we cry, as we wage war. The good guys do not always win. So we won, won through sin. We rise above, as the others gaze. And make them our slaves. A few of the enemy still have pace and with help of our own race, are trying to fight a finished battle. The others, just sigh and wear the saddle.
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6 Reviews Added on August 4, 2010 Last Updated on August 4, 2010 AuthorRyan Falzon - TymonMaltaAboutYou wish to know more about me? You want to see what I see? Then listen to the words I write. With them I will give you my sight. I'm a thinker in my time. Making everything rhyme. Wondering w.. more..Writing
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