Being of war
Look into the eyes of war,
there you shall see destruction
an amorous fire of doom,
conniving with kerosine and the gasoline
and the petrol,
yes, the mouth of war
spits explosions
feel the heat
as you see buildings moaning
in the powerful fire
Hear the mockery of
the gunshots, scorning
the lives of innocent people
as blood becomes
the apparent blueprint
corpses are the horrible graffitti
of either a rebellion
or a riot
this is the heartbeat of war.
By Kakraba Afful
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