Cease Fire

"The terror rises higher

The chasm grows wider

The poison of a viper

The eyes of a tiger

The unseen sniper

The victim of a striker

The story of a writer

The click of a lighter

As it touches the wire

Lights it on fire

And still the worlds no wiser

They can't see through the liers 

It's peace i desire

But they never call 'cease fire"

and still I hope to aspire

But I am growing tired."

This poem is about: 
Our world

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