All wars have come to an end.
No more thunderous sound,
And fearful lighting scene.
No more black, no more white,
No more religious fight.
All wars have come to an end.
No more tree calling for rain.
No more echoes of pain.
Only silence.
Only silence.
Yeah, If we continue feeding,
The world with bombs and bullets.
It's never far my friend,
All wars have come to an end
As well as life....
Mysterious_aries
May 8, 2017
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A Better Place
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