Speaking of War

We speak of war and war is our desire.
We speak of battle - battling in rage.
Until we see and feel the flame of burning fire
We will be dancing, dancing in the cage.
Refreshing chilly purity of air
Unlocks our eyes from this unconscious flare
“What if we'll die or we’ll be causing pain
What if we won’t...? we’re probably insane…?”
Our blooming rose will front the sun-rise
And right in front of our eyes, with fain
The star of pure love will rise again.
“Our Sun, Our life, Our soul and only love;
Forgive us please and don’t…”
Despite the rainy day
Waves coming on the shore to stay
When leaving " they will come once more
Collapsing on this rugged, rocky shore;

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An almost desperate tale of resolute paths set by men... Pleading with the light, falling on hard path... Please forgive us out wrath... Cage me not...