APOCALYPSE

My eyes love to see
But my eyes hate what it see
the sufferings of children,warring men
and the bangs of guns

We are nothing but clay
But do earthern wares
Plan war
Besiege city
And ravaged its people?

Myopic eyes wakeup
and dream reality
We are but gods
who can create and decreate
Not specie of evolutionary precedent
Awaiting the big crush.

In big crush i do believe
But not in big bang
for soon the world power 
will sprinkle nucler showers
On we all.

LET SAVE THE UNIVERSE.AND STOP
WEAPON OF MASS DETRUCTION.

Osondu Ottah copyright 2011.