Friday, 21 December 2012

A Gun is drawn

A gun is drawn for killing

Loaded up for slaughter

It is polished to consume

And to flash like lightening

Held by the hands of soldier men

Skilful to destroy

Their targets are fuel for the fire (peace)

The innocent blood will pour in the midst of the land (Casualties).

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