Unnecessary grand wars
In the name of the void.
Birthed and burned the stars,
After all we all destroy.
The destruction in our veins.
But why? We ourselves enjoyed it.
We never wanted to think.
Heaven we poured black rains.
We still continue.
Not soon win.
The choice stay on us.
We need to stop the wars.
Otherwise, we're done
In the depths of our depravity.
We must be firm as stone.
We are stay, come clarity.
Grand wars
© Copyright: Гратия Мэйор, 2017
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