War Is An Interim Hell

R Rose Marie Juan-austin Rose Marie Juan-austin
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Behold that Nation! It brings worldwide confusion. It ignites war And creates a pathway, To temporary Hell! Behold the leaders of that Nation! They are sitting on top of volcanoes. They have no fear, For they have nothing to lose, That are so dear. They invite combatants to the war, By shooting the bluest sky. The Eagles are threatened, Even the clouds have their Greatest fears, They dragged themselves Out of the kind sky. Behold that Nation! It has a vast array Of arms of destruction. Their battlefield Is a deathly arena! There are cries of painful agony And clenching of teeth! Even the departed ones Will somersault from their graves And join the war. Even the stones, the rock, And the soil will cry with blood. War will catapult itself to Hell! But there is an exit From this interim Hell; When there is no more Resources to count on, When the gentle wind Touches the hearts of the combatants And hope will spring Out of the ashes Of those who sacrificed Their lives for humanity And Utopia might Come at the end. Yes, we can exit From this interim Hell! Utopia might come at the end! Where there will be No more tears Where there will be No more fears Where there will be Abundancy of resources For all....... Copyright 2021, Rose Marie Juan-Austin, All Rights Reserved

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