A Civil War

Fri, 08/11/2017 - 13:46 -- Eme1294

A Civil War,
No, not of ,
Guns
Swords
And Cannons.
But of Words,
Spit
And tears
A harsh ink splattered
On
Every
Page
Of
what was called
A holy place.
Fights Here and There
Cause the pages to be torn
from the righteous gates .
A fire so hot, it melts the skin
All because of some stupid…
Words
Thoughts
And Actions

This poem is about: 
My country
Our world

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