foolish war (irak vs. amerika)
Red is the blood of a soul murdered,
Black is the peace that has been stirred,
Nothing is the same,
Nothing is the same anymore,
And all this,
Because of a foolish war...
Black is the peace that has been stirred,
Nothing is the same,
Nothing is the same anymore,
And all this,
Because of a foolish war...
Reacties op dit gedicht
| The unreachable: | Donderdag, juli 15, 2004 11:56 |
| I agree..another foolish war indeed.. | |
| Reavy: | Woensdag, juli 14, 2004 23:04 |
| The little American, with his gun pointed at Irak. And he kept screaming "love me!" "love me!!"... | |
| white angel: | Woensdag, juli 14, 2004 18:09 |
| mee eens!!! mee eens!! | |
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Devora Adrianna Marks | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: ;o)x | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 14 juli 2004 | ||
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