War Ambition
I lost my way
I was rolling like leaves in the wind
Looking back
I understand where the past has led me
We are all here
Living so close to death
Anesthetized by pain
Nightmares and fears around
Dreams of returning home
Seeking the lost innocence
Beliefs already forgotten
The warlords
Lies of glory
Ambition
Power
Mind games
Weapons in their hands
Despair
Dry eyes
A single body of destruction
Who we were before we know?
Innocent creations of nature
Who are we?
Friends, colleagues, brothers
Weapons of war
I feel empty
I can not get out of torpor
When I get home
I see your eyes prejudices
Blood on my hands
Who sleeps quiet on your pillow
((Myriam Valentina))
3 comentários:
Oi Myriam, obrigado pela visita ao meu blog. Adorei seus poemas.
Beijos
LOVELY
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