Peace is becoming extinct
continual war is arises.
Jealousy rests heavy in the air
murder has grown to be repetitive
innocent blood cries out from the ground
millions march through out the streets
protesting for peace in the world
but more violence erupts hatred is strong.
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Poems Upon Poems
Poetry"As she stopped to catch her breath, She looked back only to realize that He was no longer holding her hand Now she must walk in the dark alone." #48 12/29/15
