'War of Hearts,War of Blood'
It was something in the bed,the scream,the bloodshed,
When the glory call was announced, it was hard to be heard,it made us jounced,
I wasn't there, but I refused to stay nor run away, their ego was high each day it got fed,
My face was bare,my heart was open and my feet were flounced.
I vowed to the moon,to mom,too soon,
I'll never shed a tear, and blood,it was clear,
I wish to be back before noon,but they see me as a loon,read me like a rune,
As if I can't be here,I can't be there,I can't be near.
Once again I ought to say,I can't run neither can I stay,
The innocent blood they poured,they drank,I deplored,
The war they chose to have for the fame,for the land, without a shame,
I wonder why we chose to listen ,to stay, living with unbearable burden.
Change them twice,once again,we roll the dice,
No one had known, no one sought the truth,we got our mouths perfectly sewn,
Russian roulette,pick the gun,pull the trigger,
No matter who won, only the colour change, we still have to fight for our own.
It was a war between hearts,a war between swords, a war between blood,
One chose to stay,one chose to run,one chose to be the one who plays,
Every 4 year,blind eyes,loud mouths,deaf ears,
Again consuming whatever was given,poisonous words,poisonous cash, we are all be riven.
Repeating the same action, different faces, same interaction,
To be in a cycle, under the same sky, the same trial,
My hand reached out for help, but when I speak they only trying to chelp,
Now everyone must realised the war will never end, will swallow lives, we'll never content.
tamat.
-2023
