War is a beautiful painting
Full of blood as its red
Paint
Fire as its flame
And smoke as its soot
I kept thinking what a beautiful
World we have
But then I imagine
That beautiful painting
That signs nothing but destruction
Left and right
War is nothing but a disaster
Within itself
War beautiful in red
Yet deadly in black
And miserable in gray
1/22/09
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Nice work! And share mine here: Still, How Many How many lands will get showers of bullets made of new alloy? How many creatures would perish after the jetfighters’ cool ‘hoy’? How many wars does a nation have to win to own real peaceful joy? The answer has been there since they tried to educate the foreign uncivilized native boy. -from GOD BLESS NOT ONLY AMERICA