Weapon Poem by Kawa Karpo
Weapon
You rolled down some tears of weapon
On river of peace and war
Time is skirting in present days
Are there some other days?
Are there some other nights?
For all disturbed things are passed
We can watch the last sky of world
Last land of catastrophe carelessly
Those are resemblance
But who the coming man of forbearance?
Impenetrable, possible or what else?
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