Gift of Man by Cole Son

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic

Humanity is detroying itself with war and hatred. TIME TO STOP IT COLD. :) Before our mother earth is gone.

Cole Son

Trumpets scream in the face of carnage

Battlefields bleed from the ashes of souls

Hell shut its doors due to overflow

How much more can man destroy


Gone the laughter from the face of clowns

Knee deep in tears from a clouds that burst

Only bitter blood to quench their thirst

Wrought iron hearts in decaying chains


I see Barbed wire lashes on the eyes of angels

Shutting down the entrance to heavens’ door

Cause of mans hunger to want even more

Had squandered forgiveness in the desert plains

Where all minds crumpled to burning sand

And winds sweep the empty graves

Blown in the canyons of forgotten minds

Thoughtless of light the gift of man


So shut all your mouths you who think you rule

And bleed our mother earth to be an empty shell

A blackened ball with no life but only hell

An empty tomb robbed blind by the wicked fools

Cole Son

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Submitted: June 11, 2015

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