Is it too loud?

Can you hear the Silence?
Is it too loud? Shattering window-stills
that didn't stand a chance.
Shards of stained glass laying peaceful
on the floor. Of dreams that didn't make it.

The music is throbbing in my ears. Voices in my head
pulling the strings. A million crys i hear. Telling me there
Story of sorrow Regret and anger. Trying to see in bright color
but black shows my true color.

Sleeping in a world that suppose to know since a love and
peace. The only thing we're grown up to believe. OUR THUNDERING
SHOTS OF WAR. on each other and the differentness. Painful crys of hate.

Babies being corn feed into Perfect cold blooded solder's.
To clean the world of hope.

Times have changed...
Mommy and Daddy this pen is my weapon..
Music is the bomb...

Each gain of sand on the battle fleid is soaked with the blood
of a innocent.