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

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