The world separated in pieces
Left with fire and weapons of destruction
The world set ablaze over a forgotten cause
The lives of animals on two and four
Are lost through this endless blaze
Never meant to end
Driven by bloodlust hatred and sorrow
They fight on and on
Burning an image into their world
Just their eyes are enough
To see their future
Can it be stopped or will it be stopped
The word “endless” foretells that it won’t
But not every word can dictate the future
But actions can say a lot
The world separated in pieces
Left with fire and weapons of destruction
The world is two faced
One sorrow
One hatred
The world can mend
Its open wounds
But the world’s wounds are open wide
And the actions cut deep
The wounds need hope
For mending can’t begin till
Old wounds heal
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the world of fire
Logan Neese