there is poetry

justwhatitsez

there is poetry in war

people die

people cry

war is hell

families separated

friends lost

civilians die

the pigs of war

invade

from russia

there is little food

children cry

babies die

did ya here me

babies die

fuking babies die

we sit

in our comfortable homes

babies die

we dine 

on cheap

drive thru foods

and babies die

did ya hear me

babies fuking die

the world watches

fearing another world war

and babies still die

every fuking day

babies fuking die

there is poetry in war

not always what

one wants to hear

babies continue to be slaughtered

do you hear me now

babies fuking die

what a sad

people we are

sitting safe in our safe homes

while fuking babies die

what a fuked up world

we have

as babies fuking die

goddamnit

i am tired of

babies fuking dying

get up off your a*s

and do something

before more

fuking babies die