As the ice froze with discontent the sun rays shined through a solemn sky as we ask the big question why do the living have to die. With lies of the ****** shown through the eyes of the wicked. Hiding the truth behind there parliament whistles and flutes. How would they know the lives of a soldier when they have never been to war. Casting there votes in the hope of peace away from striped uniforms who make women and men from girls and boys. As there dreams turn to nightmares in a chaotic battle for good over evil. With all different faces fighting against their enemies in all different places. Through chaos and storms this is the normal life of the armed uniforms.

With haunted visions thàt torments my mind. As I hear so many lies that clouds my eyes. While I stay in this earthly realm death is like a nightmare. That surrounds us with the echoes of the past and the people who care. As you bare witness to the forbidden treasures that aches in my heart. With the laws of life guiding us past worldly sins away from wrongly sights. To keep up the political fight to do what's right.

In loving memory of those great war souls. Who chose no hidden goals who fought for no silver, jewels or gold with deadly stories to be told. To our young allies who risked there lives against those who blocked out the skies. In the dead of the night as it turned to daylight. May peace be with us in our hour of need to stem our enemies greed. While heads of states turn to brass it's tough to forget our past. With family names written on wooden benches. As battle worn trenches hide bones of the buried. So the living can stay alive watching there sons and daughters grow up to get married. So don't hurry your dreams in conquest or loss for our great world is full of hope. With no names on there graves. Just remember those brave lost souls.

Hauting dreams that turn to nightmares with cold sweats and shouts from your loved ones waking  you up in the night.  Trying to tell yourselves that it was right what you did and it will never be the only fight. In the search for peace you found war watching deathly sights trying to drown your sorrows with whiskey chasers and larger pints. Living memories that hounds your soul without pictures and medals on your wall to painful to see them at all. Badges and berets with stripes on your arms as these courageous men and women go to arms. Making us civilians who don't know the anguish of war free from harm there lies my great uncles charms.

Some people have aggressive inordinate feelings about racist human beings. I hope infelicity becomes these savage beings. As they go head first into the light knowing these wicked men and women are not that bright. They will come to regreat there ghastly evil sites. Imimcal to the very nature of who we are making inquity among are police service. As the newspapers print there reruns it shows they never care as life shows that there ways are never fair. If there's careful activism in actuality trying to recreate a better future for us all. Then let these no political human beings guide us through our fight for our rights against the goverment wrongs and the parliament lies in art and songs.

My pillow fills up with tears of sorrow when I m not lying next to you. My soul would linger in the stars just to see you drive your cars.  I would wait on the moon for you without air just to show you I care. Just to see you once more my love. With visions torrentially pounding on my eyes. I know you would tell me know lies. Then truth be told as you hold my desires. With a uncontrollable fire without solace and malice. My love for you is the only thing that matters to me. So hear my cry as I wash away my fears. In a world without you then this wouldn't be my world because you are my only love.

It wouldn't be strange for king and country to arm every woman and man because without peace there always war. Hidding behind desks and lapils are tortured souls. That makes boy to men making no enemies your friend. Turning homes and parks to battle grounds. With dust, debris, drones and missles in the air.As some of the residents stay because they show they care. God can you tell me why is it that the cilvillians that die living under there Russian governments lies. As they band together as one fearing Russia regime with weapons that are not made of there own. Vertue and honesty is not the presidents fees nor money, gold and oil. So hear my cries even Donald's trump can't hear there soldiers under fire, that's why he needs to ask why? Because with Putin Ukraine will never be free.