Wild horses in the wind…

In the breeze

Like a bird

Like a feather in a swift storm

The sky is dark yet lit with distant firelight

I sit in a chair but my mind is outside

Far away beyond the world conflicts

You know the beauty queens used to say they wanted world peace

But when your idea of peace is living life and theirs is murdering you

You have to fight

Yet in the war of words they are ruthless liars who hold the ears of the ignorant or indifferent nations

When will you stop lying?

Sigh

I’ve had enough of liars and those who willingly listen to their lies

To hell with you all and we wont apologize for your wrongs

Blatantly screamed in the streets

Show your true face because you will fall anyway in the end

Sorry