Hatred, Greed, and Corruption

- The dark red shade slwoly gliding through the clear liquid, shifting forms before finally making itself one with the now tainted water.
- A soft breeze stirs the stench of the dark carbon which forms amist the destruction of a single flame against flesh.
- Ringing in your ear which disrupts any thoughts that may arise, a ringing which keeps you dazed and lost.
- The gently yet bitter taste of salt that lingers in your mouth as the crystle tears gradually roll down the side of your cheek and touch your lips.
- Harsh, sharp blades of grass poking at your legs as you lay mercifully on your knees with your arms slugglishly by your side.
- The thought of the hatred, greed, and corruption that pushes men to war, as your eyes slowly shut against your will.

Eh, I'm not good at poetry but I try! I have to, for my English Literature class hehe. Comments plz! Thanks :)