Seven

by PunkyThespian - Libra

Seven millenniums of rage 
And then rampage 
Seven centuries of hunger 
And then hate 
Seven decades of poverty 
And then perturbation 
Seven years of death 
And then darkness 
Seven weeks of hope 
And then hate 
Seven days of atrocity 
And then Armageddon 
Seven hours of combat 
And then carnage 
Seven minutes of sleep 
And then slaughter 
Seven seconds of dread 
And then death 
Seven instants of pain 
And then pleasure

Birth sign: Libra
Date created: 2002-03-04 18:54:07
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:45:59
Poem ID: 68030

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