Crippling disease of a disturbed heart
conjours up war.
When dizzy with envy and possessed
by discontent,
darknes seeps into a smile,
light of fragrant fellowship droops,
then dies,
and withering unrestrained warring sets in.
Dissension like stench fuels disputes,
and debates become brawls.
Colours of war, dyed in permanent hate
arise from ideals frustrated
by distorted love.
Patience becomes fear blackened, scraped
clean of compassion,
and unfeeling streaks appear
as patches of strain.
Hues such as smeared
in blood after battle
discolour, lame and dishonour
the name of nations.
War will colour dark all it engages,
never is anything else
so black as the colour of rage.
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