by Swila Bathool
(Karama, Dubai, U.A.E)

Brutal murders are going on
the wing of peace has long been gone
O, I hear the cries of the hanging head
for their country, the blood they shed

From their beaks, there fall the ball of fire
furious animals they do hire
O, I smell the red colored sand
war and peace goes hand in hand

How can a horse spend its life?
in trenches, holding a sharpened knife
O, I see there the black horse
the whites have used their force

The world sniffs the foul smell
here, they create a blazing hell
an arrow pierced in the dark cloud
let the Peace ring, ring aloud !

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Oct 25, 2012
Awesome poem
by: Anonymous

Its an awesome poem

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