BULLETS FALLING FROM THE SKY

As war approaches, we as people will be tested. Minds will go black, souls will go rogue. Lions will become sheep, shepherds will become weak. Time will be sold to the media, brainwashing weak people. Most will follow their phones while living at home. The coast will start to branch off and eat at their own. Old souls will be disappointed in new generations, as time passes. There will be more hateful accusations from generational differences. Riots will be the vengeance of gay politics. Buring buildings will slumber, while innocents wonder. Bodies will lay on broken glass, while infants weep from the sight of death. The eyes of the wicked will strike, sexualizing all women on sight. Bullets will fly in every direction from politics and religion. Peace will be no longer in the air, faith will disappear. Believers will astray to the agnostic, while atheist waiver in wonder, true believers will feel the wrath of thunder, as lightning strikes the martyr. Green grass will disease, while deserts increase. Leaving less resources for us to make. People will die from dehydration, while scientists fight global warming. The government will move to rural locations to find a better living, while all of our countries rip into themselves. Prices will raise, homelessness will become more famous. Drugs will abuse the depressed, leaving destruction in the nest. Mental illness will become effect. Leading children outside with bullet proof vest. Schools will become attacked from strays and victims. Parents will lose their children from raging outcomes. Bullets flying in ever direction, striking innocent victims. Angels will cry over the blood shed, pointing their fingers at the Republicans. Being divided will become more. Leading the entire world into war. Bullets will fly in every direction, hundreds will die for no reason or purpose. I hope I'm wrong from what my dream has showed me. But if I'm not, war is approaching.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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