Idyll Poem by Mcanthony Nwatu
Idyll
Yester-years and times was worst war,
Swords slash, snipes pierce, car crush, blood rivered.
But peace've poured in pieces; knights sing idyll.
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
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4/25/2024 5:31:12 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Idllylic but ideosyncratics...knights sing idyll still when they know they cannot fight Afghanistan with their high technological amenities leading to life`s graveyard.And God asking them everytime had their lyrics been better.
The greatest of all things is peace; i still pray for it. Vengeance should come in another form and not blood shed.