Sometimes revenge talks and it is so sweet
Doesn't hail peace fols just lie steal and cheat
Sometimes chaos becomes salvation and dark rules
Throw your candles men and use war tools
Sharpen your swords and prepare your axe
Write a love letter and seal it with wax
For tomorrow the lord of death will come
And will take many and leave some
The ground will be painted in red
The wounded will wish they were dead
At last will rise a flag of victory
And only the living will be written in history
Beautiful poem! ! I love the violence and the darkness you portray... good job
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Write comment. Such a nice start, Johny Khalii. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks