Warsouls

Desert of lies. Born in fears.

Neverending fears.

Picture fell down when I wrote these

words of tears.

Cloud of fires creates image of war eagle.

Bloody century of biggest fights, biggest despots.

I see in hell

Warsouls!

I’m sorry for the countries

where God never sent welfare

where people cry that they live

war is the their home

there people know to kill

as well as to love. In fact No!

to love already they don’t know

they know nothin’ anymore.