My War 🔗✴🔥

My War 🔗✴🔥


My hands are bruised
My heart is bleeding in this darkness.
I do not know who I am before this war in front of my eyes
I can no longer recognize myself when I look in the mirror
I see these poor lonely people wandering the streets.
Trying to find hope in every corner
They are like ghosts of a blurred photograph
Forgotten by time
How many dreams are lost in the night, in the disappointment of a day?
I see mothers struggling for their children
I see the hearts crying in silence
With tears of blood and pain
This is an unjust war for those who are not able to fight
Where are the heroes of the new world?
Where are the hands to break these chains?
If you walked all the streets of the world how far could you go?
What would your eyes see?
What would your heart feel?
Would you be able to reveal the truth?
Would you be able to fight for this?
You will only be able to open your eyes if you are able to open your heart
You can walk the dangerous streets, but you've never been in the war
How will you be able to fight?
How will you be able to defeat the enemy?
There is an unfair war here.
Where only the strong are able to win
Only you can decide which side you are on
Whenever I close my eyes, and feel the beats of my heart
I thank you for being alive.
So I wonder what I can do
I have blood in my veins
I have air in my lungs
I have legs to walk, and a reason to move on
I have hands to touch, and write my feelings
Why stand still, if what moves us, is what keeps us alive ?
It is what inspires us
We will only be able to live the life if we have inspiration in our heart
If there is hope in you, then you can bring hope to those who do not have
If there was love in every heart, there would be more hope.
Why shut up, if you can tell the truth?
This is my war, and like all war, it is an unjust war.

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