From whence cometh wars and rumours of war?
Lust for power as you sacrifice at the altar of your gods.
Lust for wealth, the love of which is the root of all evil.
Lust that fills the streets with rivers of blood.
Lust that burns children alive in the name of "a higher cause."
Lust in the name of dark liquid and swords.
Lust in the name of your false god Ares.
From whence cometh wars and rumours of war?
Your lusts!
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Dona Nobis Pacem
PoetryGrant us peace! A collection of poetry. If you like this book please remember to vote and comment. Thanks.
