To predict the future now we must,
In each other we put our trust.
No one knows what the future will bring,
Will we even be here next spring?
We send our prayers to the stars,
Hoping they can stop these wars.
All the tears that we shed,
Won't help us if we're dead.
And that is why we fight,
To ensure a future bright.
So what will it be,
What do you see?
Only time will tell,
Victory or hell.
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A Colection Of Short Poems
PoetryA whole bunch of short poems, songs (or whatever you call those) that came to my mind Will be updated, soon
