Tuesday, June 23, 2009

War by Tony V.

Is due to conflicts

And clashes in opinion.

Terrified as it strikes,

Screaming small feets run to take cover.

The kitchen is the battlefield

Gunfire and explosion

With weapons no one can predict

Utensils, cleaning tools and even pesticides

Causing casualties never heal

And the victory is always hers.


Tony will become a poet instead of engineer...Nonono!!! NEVER!!


2 comments:

  1. Creative juice that creates explosions of laughter. I remember the explosions in Archi 1 when we discovered ur poem! great one!

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  2. haha thx...
    glad tat it brought happiness

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