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Author: White is a Sin
Fiction Rated: T - English - Tragedy/Poetry - Reviews: 10 - Published: 07-10-06 - Updated: 07-10-06 - id:2209290

Bombs Kill

Bombs kill

So help us ‘til

The war is over

We can stay sober.

Guns and Knives

They take so many lives.

Does anyone even care?

Who knows what’s fair.

What will please us more,

Than a stupid whore?

We have abused rules.

Who is the man that drools

Over many women

Who thrive on killin’?

Just ask for the oil

It will cause less turmoil

Because bombs kill

And I say this still

There’s no reason

For all this treason.



© Copyright 2006 White is a Sin (FictionPress ID:503362).


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