Faceless buildings
And stormy grounds
Bombs are flying arround
Chaos has been borned
And he isn't planning to die.
Peace has gone, followed by hope.
The key to heaven: our love
There's no place for us to hide now
And we're looking at each other through these closed eyes.
With our souls mixed
they become one
And bombs keep flying through the sky
It is a new show: explotions mixed with desperation tears
And it keeps going on
While the ground is being broken
Because of a Storm from Hell,
We keep destroying ourselves.
Devil does not exist
But hell and evil have been created by human beens
Just use this awesome key to save us
Just use the key to Heaven: Love.
First things first: I loved the photograph! I find it very very original, funny, provocative!
ResponderEliminarSecond... I'm glad you're starting to express your feelings and ideas in English, too, your voice must be heard all around so set it free FOR THE WORLD!
Finally, thanks a lot for typing the poem and adding it to your blog, now I can appreciate it and get the point! YES, AGUS LOVE IS THE ONLY POSSIBLE KEY TO CHAOS!
Lots of love