Have you ever tried to lift the veil
Beneath the laughter there is aching pain
A true friend is one who sees through
I know you have pain of your own
That you never shared
I scratch the mask you wear
But I tread gingerly
Lest won’t be able to bear the pain
The scars that you carry
Lie safely hidden
My heart aches
As we tango
Life goes on
Abnormally normal
Lost in our
Own lies



Weapons of mass destruction
Ever lost in the desert sands
All we have left are the lives lost
People who will never come home
Only those benefited who spread the lie
Never thought of the damages they did
Soul searching not their creed

Weapons of every kind has blood in them
Everyone is aware of that
Anyone who says weapons do not kill
People kills, knows that without weapons
Order of magnitude of killing
Never will be the same
Sanity and peace may result without them

Weapons line the pockets of unscrupulous few
Eager to make profits with blood of others
All is fair in love and war they say
Preaching the mantra of profit
Ominous cult of mercenaries
Nations that preach peace armed to the teeth
Silently eyeing where to start next conflagration

Weapons of love, Cupid’s arrows piercing
Enemy hearts to melt
Always wonder what it would be like
Peace and love in the world
Obsession with weapons forgotten
Nary a killing, no more wars
Somber thoughts, impractical

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