Crusade And Knife. Poem by Marcondes Pereira

Crusade And Knife.



You fought by the name
Of a filthy crusade.
You fed an angry flame
While all your dreams fade.

You didn't see the blood and the madness.
You didn't see the tears and the sadness.
You cut with a bloody knife
Me days, my paradise and my life.

Friday, April 15, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: war
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