A chill ache of fright
I sit here writing tonight
Nothing feels alright
Night is no longer bright

The air seems damp
People crying in their camps
Far away lit are the weak wreckered lamps
Streets overcrowded with empty traffic jams

The night has turned silent
The BANGS! and firings has become violent
The powerful has shown their talent
The leaders abandon with no relent

No rivers flowed in pure
No medicines available to cure
Every epidemic spawn to lure
Death has come upon for sure

Will there be a grave sight?
No one alive to take either flight
Everyone knows the war wasn't right
But weary matters handed in plight

Bloodshed stamped everywhere
Families dismantled from far and near
I myself feel am not getting anywhere
From this graveyard there is no escape to dare

The approach of twilight
The gunning and bombing in daylight
Unpredictable killings and fights
This has dropped the earth from many heights

I see my upcoming death
I feel my stuckup breath
My tears have dried
From so long cries

The world is literally torn
When the evil got born
In its web the humans sown
There is no next dawn

The ground shaking mad
Drowning in the dead
The ink has turn red
I feel the dead wreaths on my bed

Another day left to be
Another trench left to see
Another life left to flee
Another room unlocked with key

All I hear is...
BOOM!!!BOOM!!BOOM!!!
Outside my wretched room
The earth, the humans, the livings, here comes our DOOM!!!
BOOM!!!
Alas!!!


©sim