A moon that hid behind the clouds, too shy to come out and too afraid of the gawking eyes. And the stars that dimmed with terror as if to hide from the human race.
Such monsters we become with our irrational minds as we destroy the beauty around us and fill it with blood and violence. Divided into groups and yet we can trust only a few.
"My country , my religion , my faith and my honour." They shout when they shoot one and other.
Defile the corpses, defile the beliefs, defile everything they stood for. Such hypocrisy can only be achieved by the irrational minds of the human race.
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Midnight Poetry
PoesiaWelcome to "Midnight Poetry" It's a simple poetry book that contains all and random poetry topics. It's nothing special and hopefully not so bad either , I'll let you decide which one it is. Thank you and hope you enjoy the book.
