Strife
The world as we know it is gone
Happiness is a long long forgotten song
The dark side has won
And goodness is faced with the unforgiving gun
Who is right in this war
Enemies greet each other as they have before
Could it be they are both wrong
For it is because of both death collects more souls
There is no winning side in sight
But surely, both are honorable with their plights
And yet, neither one is right…
This poem is about:
Our world