My leaves are green like the envy on your face
To survive another day with this human race
To live or to let die who will know, who will cry?
My dismisall from this world has gone, this war is terrible and nothing will be, more peaceful than no war would be great for me.
Think of the children who will die in this war, and think of the homeless,hopeless and poor. They deserve better an equality of life instead of trying to live on through this strife.
For this poem is poisoned with hate, maybe it will help us to communicate with this world we live in is true, all this war , sadness and loss it makes me blue. i wish upon the stars of the night, for communism to work so we can be free of this man, they call blair more eviler than sin,son and sand snared. he will burn in the firey pits, because his he treated his kids, his wife. with no respect and leave them to die and i hope his son survives, because he smokes weed like all of us, dont diss him cuss him, he is one of us. this poem is about the war and opposing it in this troubled state.
so pick up your phone and dial 011-i-h8-war-001 thanks for your time and enjoy the stay hold on sir hold the line.............
I hope you enjoyed that. Ven0m
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