#MonsoonPoem

In the distance, chanting rains of a monsoon
may soon reign down floods of tears, dropped
by angels draped in saddness for a drought on
kindness not passed down through the years

For centuries, sentries stood guard to protect
The happiness and wellbeing of humanbeings
being human enough to wage war within itself
Self preservation divided by a total devestation

Equals one too many war, impossible to score
Loss of life taken and seen as a win, wild winds
wind up waking a sleeping giant known only as Atom, and the rest is history lessons taught

we've bought into a belief that power not peace brings the ultimate piece of mind
Who wants war more than powerful men
Who already have more power than anyone

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