Silent Side - Wars on Mars

Nafis Light



The war is over
when all has fallen;
The city in ruins;
The people in chaos;
Tears
Bleed
Death
Madness....Till The End of The Night.
At last, hope is born
when the curtain of tomorrow is torn
bringing in the ray of sunlight
and the steps towards The Land of Twilight.

 

There is hope
even after wars
as the Sun is always there;
as the Moon is always there;
They watch over us
They shine for us,
We look for them;
We gaze upon them;
They tell us of time
to wake
to sleep
to eat
to bathe
to live.

 

You have always been here
standing
watching
reading
listening
commenting
talking
of words of Love
of visions of Hope
of wishes of Light
of prayers for Life.

 

I...live;
I...am;
I...here;
I...clear;
I...I...I.

 

-
Bright Blessings, Hope, and Love,
Joker44

  • Author: Nafis Light (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 10th, 2020 01:35
  • Category: Reflection
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  • Fractured Dreams

    Enjoyable read and music complimented the piece

  • ANGELA & BRIAN

    GUTEN ABEND ~ J44 ~ We loved the MUSIC very haunting ! very soon when the Human population exceeds the EARTH ~ we will colonise MARS. There will of course be Wars (on Mars) and roumers of Wars.
    V 1. The Authorities are unaware that the 2 Billion Martians live underground due to the inhospitable atmosphere & temperature on the surface ! They are pure white with large ovel eyes (low light intensity) average adult height about 1 M.
    V 2. Wars dont last forever so there is HOPE that we will establish an ENTENTE CORDIALE (Martians speak a sort of French !) between MARS & EARTH !
    V 3. the Martian ~ Earth War No 1. ends with Love - Hope - Light & Life.
    So we remain (V 4.) Alive - Being - Here & for the foreseeable future CLEAR ~ AMEN
    If you want updates email ~ [email protected] OK

    BONSANCEATUETTETUS (Martian)
    (Good Luck to You & Yours)
    Love Angela & Brian 💚💚💚💚💚



  • Bjorn W.

    "when the curtain of tomorrow is torn"

    This part is nice, to me it implies that tomorrow will come whether or not you want it.

    Entertaining read.

    PS: the picture in the video is of Far Cry 2, a game I have very fond memories of, thanks for that unintentional trip down memory lane



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