"The weappings of 1914-1918"
A nightmare you were to the world
Your writings were clear on the world's walls
Your mark of mass destruction saunters in our mist
Mourning the thousands you drank
Our depts still lay unpaid
Water still taste like blood
Their bones idles in messumes
Ears were depth to hear your message
Your distructive steps are bold and cruel
Your coming is seen in a blink
Your going is fasted upon
Never have you been of help to mankind
And never shall you be
Peace is all we need
Kiekomo Divine
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