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War Is Over

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War is Over

(A Dream)

Dear Princesses and Passenger Pigeons:

I’ve learned to make the sun rise on command.

The world is a stage.
So I will dress you up;

decide when the war will end

and how the world will be.

I’ll take you out on fancy dates in speakeasies
You’ll showcase gaudy hats
or wear a red flower in your hair.

I’m at the epicentre of the aftermath
of a whirlwind destruction path.

My entourage is a projection of my state of mind.
I’ll drink to the death of those who hurt you

and wish more than anything
that it had not been me.