"best of" poem of the day 06.08.16

but still the sky turns purple

and gold before the sun sets

we slaughter each other so resolutely

in actions and deeds

a whole world of blood and guts

spilling into the oceans

but still the sky turns purple

and gold before the sun sets

magnificent and calming

meaning there might be hope out there

for you and me.

                        06.04.10