Friday, 26 December 2025

poems 249



You can’t sell weapons to love

You can’t sell weapons to love 

You can’t sell weapons to love


Man woman and child 

Your only crime is to smile

As the bombs 

Fall from the sky 

And those that survive 

You got blood in your eye

You got blood in your eye

Yesss you got blood in your eye

And all you see is red

Yes it is

All you see is red 

All you see is red 

All you see is red 


But You can’t sell weapons to love 

But You can’t sell weapons to love 


No you can’t 

Ohh no you can’t 

But you can sing  with us 

You can’t sell weapons to love

You can’t sell weapons to love

You can’t sell weapons to love

You can’t sell weapons to love

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