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ria 3h
and it’ll be as if it never happened.

and it’ll all fade away.

days and months and years
and nothing will be the same.

maybe you’ll be older and wiser
maybe you’ll be kinder

and it’ll all be a bad dream
something to shake you up from your sleep

and it’ll leave you to wonder
was it even real?

have i no wounds to heal?
the scars will thicken over
it’ll be brand new again

you’ll forget of love and war
and you will never mend

the tiny fracture in your armor
will create the same salt somber

that somewhere your heart is thieved
that somewhere, within me, your heart, it grieves.
Lizzie 4h
It’s been known that
“Those who cannot remember the past
are condemned to repeat it.”

Yet society seems to want to forget this very quote
Are we willingly ignorant, or have we forgotten
That a land composed of bloodshed
Will end in ruin?

Do we not know that the Sandy Hook Elementary School children
Would’ve been able to vote this year?
Do we not know that giving guns more freedom than humans
Will only result in more tiny graves?

Are we aware that the law people are using
To excuse sending away human who only want to
Live
Is the same law that allowed internment camps to be legal?

Do we not know that these arguments
wouldn't be able to make exist
If not for Mother Earth?
But we still want to sink our drills into her
Like wicked parasites.

We shame women who are too terrified
To tell the horrors they have lived through
Yet turn a blind eye when they say that
An abuser becomes the leader.

German soldiers in World War II
Thought they were saving their economy and
Protecting their nation
But history only remembers them as the villains
Why do we refuse to see that we already know how this plays out?

“A country that runs on the blood of its own children is
doomed to crumble from the inside out,” we scream.

We scream and we scream and we scream,
begging for people to hear our cries.

Hear us when we cry out that nothing will come of this
except enough bloodshed to bathe an army and
more corpses than there are living.

Hear us when we say society is evolving backwards so we already know the end.

Hear us when we cry our warnings, mourning what will become of our nation.

Hear us when we can say nothing more, buried six feet under, hear us as we plead from ever-growing caskets as you stomp on our graves.

Hear us when we say, “Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it.”
There was a god
who fell asleep
upon a grassy field.

He dreamt of peace
and of war
on far, long, and stormy shores.

He’s still dreaming,
even now—
as men beat swords from their ploughs.

And he still sleeps,
not even a stir,
all of us just thoughts inside his head.
Why are we here again?
Sil 5d
All Quiet on the Western Front

At the western front lies silence,
a quiet line in the daily brief,
no names, no tales, no echoes,
just mud, and metal, and grief.

A man still watched the distant sky,
his eyes held dreams and light,
but every breath was borrowed,
his path dissolved in night.

They wrote: “All quiet on the Western Front,”
as if nothing stirred or broke,
but in his final, fading sigh
a world collapsed in smoke.

No anthem rose, no final cry,
his end slipped past the page,
just one more boy the war forgot,
unseen upon the stage.

And so the viewer’s hope dissolves,
like mist upon the ground,
for the boy was never meant to last—
just silence, all around.
After watching all quiet on the western front
There once was a doctor
Hussam Abu Safiya
Who cured all the
Palestinians with great glee
With a stethoscope round
He’d dance all around
And brought smiles
To the little children in
Occupied Palestine.
Dr. Hussam Abu Safiya’s lawyer
Statement the Doctor has been arrested and
Taken to a hide out in Occupied Palestine by Jews. 🇵🇸
In Pakistan’s lands so bright
Peace and love flowing
Through Pakistan day and night
And the mountains gleam in the
Morning sunlight and from
Karachi to Lahore we adore
A tapestry woven in sight and
Forever and always we love
Our beloved Pakistan
Day and night.
Israeli PM wants Trump to attack Pakistan

Pakistani general if Trump attacks
Pakistan will nuclear strike Israel.

Pakistan has nuclear weapons.
B Reijjj Jul 12
Every starless night arises
The rigid feelings beneath my ribs can't be pared
It is always alongside the beast
My eyes are full of desire
My hands dull and stiff
All I can see is the barren land

Wandering where's the place
I should lay down this head?
Drowned by punishment, I found nothing
In the depths of my deflection, I seek inside
What deserves to be embraced?

While on my bones
darkness carved precisely
The sturdy dance and reckless getaway
Adorned by whisper, the devil's own
I betrayed the war within myself
Back to back, against the storm

But the divine sheds light on me

Leads my way to this home
Where flowers gracefully bloom.

I fight for reborn
Demanding my own honour
by blood and name

For now, I see it
Their existence is my sacred salvation
A reminder that life is worth adoring
For all of you,
My beloved kingdom and family.
Izan Almira Jul 10
Did you seriously think, sonofabitch,
that if you dressed in a luxurious enough suit,
the blood on your hands would fade?,
the fear you once awoke go pale?
Do you seriously think that silk
makes children come back to life?
Brothers, sisters, fathers, mothers.
All dead.
By your own hands.
And once again, I found you on the goverment,
because when you put enough silk
(enough money)
around your shady words,
people can suddenly turn a blind eye
on the bombs you once made explode.

She went shopping one day
to never come back.
They couldn’t even have her body at her funeral—
Oops! All we found was a tiny ****** arm.
Sorry about your mom, about your newborn.
You’ll never see either again.


Do you seriously think
that money will make them come back to life?
Not even as zombies they could rise,
because to do so their bodies would need to be more
than tiny little ******* scraps.
uh. i was mad about politics. oops.
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