The Cleared Field

Chk, chk! Boom!

Chk, chk! Boom!

Guns being fired

Lives being lost.

World in crisis

People in danger.

The ways cleared

Dead bodies afallen,

Leaving a path

Leaving a message.

Holding our hands

Guiding us along,

Until someone cracks,

Peace has lost.

It's what's needed

It's a must.

The cleared field

Splattered in blood.

Green to red,

Love to hatred,

Alive to dead

Why not flip?

Why not change?

We need peace,

We need unition.

We want happy

Not world war.

We want smiles

Just not tears.

Spare broken hearts,

No more shatters.

World War III

Why peace matters...

            beefjerky

 

 

Author's Note

peace! we need it...