Alls Well In Love And War
A shroud of depression
Comes tumbling down
Consuming the people
From all around
War is favoured over love nowadays
They say love is dated
And that crime
It Pays
Fallout of love
Powders the world
While bombs are launched
Thrown and hurled
Alls well in love and war they said
But war is alive
And love
Is Dead
By the Hopeless Writer
PM Jarvis