jopdutch

Just something I wrote and I felt like posting it!!!

Peace

A white pigeon is flying around
And suddenly there no more sound
No more sounds of bombs, and gunfire
Everyone looks up and feel a desire
As a spot of blood it goes around
No one is saying anything, theres still no sound
The pigeon stays in there air
t looks likes he doesnt know, he doesnt care
with a gentle sound he flies around
giving the world what she wants
a couple of moments this peace will hold
after that the world is, again, cold