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In the empty train
your bracelet peeks out my sleeve
a quiet reminder.
Every criticism Is gladly accepted
Why do we crave war-war?
When it's better we jaw-jaw,
Why do we bomb-bomb?
When we are not dumb-dumb.

Why do we crave war-war?
When it's only bloods that pour-pour,
Why do we fight-fight?
When we can make peace-peace.

When it's better we jaw-jaw,
Why is it war that we saw-saw?
When we can be friend-friend,
Why is it that it's war that trend-trend?

When it's only blood that pour-pour,
Why can't war stay for the days of yore-yore?
Why are we humans so sore-sore?
That we desire war more-more.

Why do we bomb-bomb?
When we are better off calm-calm,
Why do we ****-****?
That it's daily, lots of blood spill-spill.

Are we dumb-dumb?
Not to see that war makes cities slum-slum.
We talk war even in hush-hush,
While innocent bloods gush-gush.
bloom wounds brightly
ignition
ventilated scents      and the air is roused
Haiku inspired

alt version :

bloom wounds  ignite
scents ventilated   and the air is roused
God
I look to the sky
And beg God for forgiveness
My plea goes unheard.

— The End —