I am Both a Blessing and a Curse.
Whilst awake, with eyes enclosed
I dreamt of wars, a thousand bombs
Whilst choir sings, ten thousand goes
Ten thousand beyond, a like repost
Whilst I write, I meet a blue eye child
Who told me to paint the sky red
A daunting task I replied
A most lightest task he resigned
We suffer, we smile
Three death beyond a mile
I lay siege on mankind
Six feet below, I seek my kind.
K