War for saints

Stuck in my sea of hate

drowning from a twisted fate

 

A painting made by man

with death at hand

 

that lead to being confused

so it was the world it abused

 

time

changed by a mad mind

leaving anyone that fell behind

no matter if its his own kind

 

surrounding every man with war

even when they dont know what they are fighting for

 

just fighting til theres nothing left

to they're final breath

to they're confused death

 

bombs hiting the the kids ears

drowning they're crys in a sea of tears

mother sitting over them whipering thing will change i swear

 

Reviews

[LisetteCanWrite!]

Wow.. you have alot of sad emotions pented up coming through in your work... this is good to vent.. and share. From time to time I understand the feeling of not knowing what we are fighting for anymore.. all anyone seems to care about anymore is what they can buy in material things!! I am not that way.. I am plain.. I appreciate the simple things in life and try to live it to the fullest.. thank you of reminding me of what I am fighting for... just plain ole happiness!!!

[Greg Skura]

War is a sad thing with no regard for life. Thank you for sharing!