Wall's of War

The rumble of the bird That vomit death Snatches the hearts Of women and children The casualties are always The cock dancing with Hurry hands to fight With woods that leak life Damsel's like swamps Of the slums if not ruined The cartons with four legs Blowing destruction as Whistle with buildings Like children play zone Farms are like earthquake Scene Looking at the oats of Casualties drowns the Heart in anger Zooming the soul for Vengeance Inches of hurt memories With pains of death and Bitterness of missing families Cries for more death and death Hollubalu of creeping millipede's Quenches the souls of mortals As it sows destruction to the Image of mankind Cities are turned to deserts Of human pains and slaughter Killing the blood and body With pains and more pains The agony of aftermath Leads to invention for agents Of mass destruction pity less Souls doomed by