Thursday, September 21, 2017

pool of blood.

It is dying, and some of us still crying
To all innocence heart, it was not smart

We took its life, with greedy knife
not only did it hurt Her or Him, for it made our life dim,

We loved it so, from our miserable childhood until we grow
to peaceful life we owe, but we need to make it glow. 

Hand in hand together we can go against the flow. 
With peace walk your steps, and to love only you can bow.