CAMELOT FANTASIES

What are we fighting for?
Angst and hate
As bullets stream through the door
Enraged that so many innocents
Dying a slow bleeding death
Pierced by the bullets
On the cold dark floor
The sky is gray
The rain is washing away
The Crimson blood
Stained and absorbed
The controlled malice
That has eaten at any possible
Remnants of gentleness
Seeping in the evil of hate
Placing blame all around
When the evil lurks
Without a sound
Plans aren't shared in advance
Watching the demons dance
With glee
Their hateful party
As the innocents
Breathe their last breath
Surprise at all the hatred
Blood bath after blood bath
It matters not race, creed or religion
Finality in this common decision
To instil hate and malice
Delusional is the fight
For no ones wins
Never ever any winners
In all wars
Through the ages of ages
We're all losers

~Divine