Eighteen

I imagined a danger sign, I accepted it and read the notice…..It said “walk with love in this direction!”…I looked at the time…it blinked just 18….but, yes it never said…18 seconds, 18 minutes, 18 hours, 18 days, 18 weeks, 18 months, 18 years, 18 decade, 18 centuries, 18 lives…………I took the hidden path……I nurtured love and have taken care of it!!!!!!!!! 

WAR

The clouds bring curiosity and so the future,

Winds of a grave land, speak up at every caress,

Prophecy, presumption and precision gain speed,

Instincts become swords and words become roars,

The white of dawn breaks the shackles of black,

Far from us breaks the soulS of WAR………………..