Political passion tends to churn the skies into an ocean
Robbed of all God’s destiny
Releasing rats of illusion
How many more lies need to be poured?
Heart beats defeated in war
Fighting merely for survival
Living far from the truth…
Peace lies weak amid all compactness
Struggling for his lives
Stabbing off ridiculous thrust
Painting blasphemous pictures
Wrapped with politeness and sweetness
It says “we’re comrades, but the lost comrades”
Complementing on each other
With poison kept in hands
Ego fed by the Master
Who was later clowned by the servants
When would this be ended?
How many more lives to be served
On dinner plates...
Lives that pierce and penetrate hearts
Curses hurled at you
Harvester of war seeds
You grow them and run…
The pleasure you gained out of others' tears
Burning the rocks of the Sun
To feel your adopted wolves that you freed
Now chewing you…
In a slow death
Did you realize what you have done?
Don’t you have a heart any more?
I feel so upset
For the Prince of truth,
Who could be lying dead
On eternity's plateau?
Black crows flying low above stinky corpses
Poured into wax molds
Their drippings emit foul smells
The heat could have grinded the crying
But I still see you’re hiding behind the moon
Laughing out loud at your victims,
Who are starting to freeze?
Drinking up infant’s sweat from the Sun’s shadows
Fulfilling your wild urge
How many more will you sacrifice?
Using friends as your shield
From millions of bullets
That come your way
And the rains raining blood
Flooding your damned soul
Their bloods that you've poured into the mold
Open your eyes oh Warlords!
The blood squeeze will submerge,
Thrown into the Black hole
Staying for long in Hell
Could you atone for all the sins?
Your sins are larger than the flames of Hell!
How are you going to pay?
PS: May God helps us all! ! !
MAKE LOVE NOT WAR! * _ *
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.