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It matters not if chicken preceded egg What matters is they depend upon each other. It matters greatly that children are forced to beg It matters not the sins of father and mother.
Under the rubble,. Devastation and fear,. Is an apocalypse,. Coming very near,. The appreciation we gave,. Wasn't too much,. War and disaster took place,. And it made the world rough,.
Spears and swords, Weapons alike. Used to murder, To kill, to strike. Guns and rifles, All things of pain. Why were they created, If they're for people to be slain. Bombs and gas, Everything wrong.
It's a game of many men, Many men and their land. Lined up on either side... The human sacrifices stand. Then the men are moved, guided by a single hand.
Falling through the ages, And this is what I see: An endless, bloody ocean, Where violence runs free.
So many things have happened, too much of it is wrong, Atrocities throughout the World, people who don't belong.
Life is so short. Take a moment to feel alive. I know all we meant was to expand and to thrive. But we sharpened our claws and we went to war.
We move as one, across the smooth terrain that is The Window Sill. Many have journeyed. Few, returned.