Worlds Of Chaos. Poem.
#2 of Poems
Its just a poem. And I hope I can change the world when I grow a little more.
A world filled with many greeds and hates.
A world filled with many weeds and states.
We dont need wars, we dont need boreders.
What I hate the most is taking orders.
We keep wanting more, so we fight.
But I cant stand war, cant you see its not right?
It does not matter if I die.
But for war? Why?
Let me carry your buden of hate.
Only I can hold it until our fate.
So until then hold a little more.
Until we can stop this terrible war.