The sun hath fallen from the skies.
The night is lit by fireflies.
The sun shall greet me in the morrow.
Maybe the day it shall evict  the sorrow.
Laying or lying worldwide?
Where the ceasing of fires cannot be denied.
Never in millions of years.
No falling bombs where children die?
Injurious war.
Old folks are hiding in their beds.
Covering their heads.
Inviting death?
What do you think?
(C)LIVVI