my collection part 1

i know people may not like my war poem because people are pro war but i still put in this collection


while the bombs are falling
my enemies are calling
they want us to stop
there dead bodies i stand ontop
all my allies are dead
from my enemies they bled


are great crusade
just to get paid
just for our boss
fighting for the cross
trying to fight for the light
with all of our might


we are meant to be brave
where digging our own grave
we are playing are part
its becoming an art
we are part of the devils deal
over time we will heal

war is not the answer

undress the rules of the heart
it will show that were not far apart
you live like a clown
but without a sound
you burn us to the ground
you bring a evil frown

if they only they knew
the real side of you
at the end of the day
you need to be at bay
like a sound of a horn
you pierce like a thorn

at last its the end
you drove me round the bend
with your constant annoyance
and your very clear avoidance
you talk about me
like I’m your enemy


I don't find it a surprise
That there is
Darkness in your eyes
I can see behind your lies
That is were the truth lies
Over and over again
You will bring me to my end

Please don't you lie
Or I will say goodbye
Think before you act
Or ill turn my back
And that is a fact
you are just like me
that is what i see

burn our bad past
lets try to make it last
back to when we first met
to the place we first let
our love grow
and have no more sorrow