Orange Dreams

I saw the future by mistake

In a dream

All the nightmares

Had come true

An orange wind blow

Through the land

Killing everyone in its way

The enemy efficient and cruel

Burned down and destroyed

Every life at hand

No more trees, no more peace

Only hatred and violence

Prevailed

The strategy was the scorched earth

Destroying everything in their way

Relentless I would say

Though they could not win anyway

Because the spirit of life

Had gone

They had to die

No matter all the money and power they had

They just died in a slower way

No one could get away

However much you would pay

4 time

Life Is a Loss

Life is a complex mess

Nothing is what it

Seems to be

Just a lot of

Dark shadows

Destroying any

Clear sighted conclusions