Angelic Warrior Poems
In a world that is ruled by pompous idiots,
and marked by war and destruction,
anyone would search for release.
Somewhere were life doesn't matter,
where all are happy,
and earth is treated with respect.
People dream of this life,
but really never obtain it,
only a sad copy.
But in places untouched by humanity,
were plants thrive and animals rule,
the dream lives on.
Such places are dwindling,
population reeks control over wildlife,
let us help fight back.
Fight back, and look for relief,
look but don't touch, ...
So cold, I can not breath
So tired, I want to give in
So sad, I don't know what to say
Why does life crumble before my eyes?
The consistency of water,
I can't pick it back up
Doors always shoved in my face,
I feel hollow
Cold and Dark
Lonely and Forlorn