To whom this may concern,
I politely ask, why do you still breathe?
Please, do not get me wrong I simply ask as I am both curios
And furious
As to why you call yourselves, glorious?
For all this war is laborious
As more of us
Start to shiver
As you deliver
yet another speach
How you'll impeach
On our lives
With your knives,
And your guns
Having fun?
I hope you are.
However may I request
That you shall not rest
As we all die
For in the sky
Your forces
Come to force us
Into graves laid out before us?
I hope you're having fun.
To whom this may concern,
Please understand I do not need some tradgey
What I need, is a strategy
For all I have is hope
As I sit in bed and mope
Awaiting sweet release
As your bombs put me to sleep
Kind Regards,
The ones you claim to fight for
