My world is full of bullets, blood and tears

in #poetry3 years ago

Tears falling down the earth
My world is no longer beautiful
The clouds are no longer beautiful in my sky
The world seemed empty
All the words are scattered on barren ground
Smiles no longer decorate their faces
There is only a cry of sadness

Black smoke adorned them again
Only the sound of explosions and the sound of bullets coming out of the rifle
Debris of debris strewn across the ground
Blood coming out in an innocent body is commonplace
Evil on their land becomes a spectacle

On the ground they are now far from the word justice
Every day the blood comes out
Every time tears are heard
Out of innocent children
Because it is by power-hungry people and interests



It is hurtfully beautiful.

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