Blowing the Sounds of Civilization

Whispering winds talk of shallow love

Soft ecstacy blows innocence tentatively

Swallowing lust with sweet smells

Of delicate seasons;

Bringing loving mongrels together in heat

Turning nations into capitals

Continents onto harbors;

Art like figures

Fleeing reality into jaws of war.

Brother killing brother

For love.

Cities annihilated

For peace.

Cut throats.

Assassins.

Spies.

Communication is

Violence.

Mutual feelings are

Brutal.

All for

Love,

Peace,

and Togetherness.



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