Fear 2

Fear is not the best weapon to combat all. 
A by-product of armaments 
inundated the earth shit. 
Star to the star point in time we go. 
Our eyes hungry people 
we will close tightly. 
The ribs of the hungry, 
shine out in the middle of flies. 
Money the collection of mud huts, 
those in which the lives of hopelessness. 

Tomorrow a new day again, 
I write a poem about the morning at six o'clock. 
Africa rhinos country, 
Eppu Normal it sang, 
to obtaining more news ads 
people in the dark. 
Hungry they are sitting somewhere, flies flying around them. 
Finland country fight over horse meat, 
the bread queues are shared. 
Everything bears hardly takes, 
tags in our eyes we traveled. 
the eyes of tomorrow, we will be closed
I write about today only bad news. 
Finland does not have rhinos in the wild, 
Parliament only the horns of a fight over. 
citizens in their homes 
playing only the buttons.