You Are The Tears That Stain These Pages
You are the tears that stain these pages
You create pain that lasts for ages
You are the wind that rips cities apart
You are the words that break so many hearts
You are the mind that spawns he lies
You are the bomb that ruins lives
You are the scissors that clipped wings
You are the sadness that people bring
You are the darkness to our light
You create grief to kill our fight
You are the one who hurts our love
You are the gun which shoots the dove
This poem is about:
Our world