Scared as hell I glanced behind in search of the dying screams and weeping squeals, my shadow glanced back.
screams
Violence
Wars are never won
because they are always
devastating, leaving behind
fruitless success to be
adorned by the tears of
the bereaved.
Gift From God
I stared into the night
The stars seemed nigh
And they shined brighter
Like God was showering glitter trying to lull me,
For the tears I effused profusely
This world
No one dares
to speak for the unspoken.
No one dares
to listen to the unprivileged
No one dares
to perceive the penury
of the poor.
I shall rule the world
says the leader.
Biblichor 