Words of War

They said they love peace, but they sharpen the

knife. Whispering calm while setting the strife. They said we were brothers,

hands intertwined, but their words are the smoke, their actions the fire.

They said, they said, they said too much. Words like honey,

but bitter to touch. They said no war, then marched with

might. They said love, then stole the light. They said temples

stand sacred and tall, but the echoes now crumble, the stones start

to fall. They said don't step where the lines are drawn,