last moon

Monday, March 21, 2011

It's springtime

It's springtime but there is no joy in my heart. The old gone verse echoes in my mind: " How many bombs/ must a cannon ball fly/ before the world/ is allowed to be free?"
And I ask my self: "Will never the man defeat is thirsty of power?
I'll keep on pursuing Good against Evil though I doubt the man will never take apart violence, greedness and power.

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