The enemy of War

I hear a crunch,
I threw a punch
at the enemy of war.

I take a deep breath,
and wait for death.
of the enemy of war.

But when I cry out loud,
I know it's very proud;
the enemy of war.

Look out, run away.
it's here, It's not okay.
It's the enemy of war.

I try to run,
but hear a gun,
from the enemy of war.

I was only the bait.
I turn around to face my fate,
to the enemy of war.

Fire

The fire flickers in the dime light.
As mama tells the story of her kite.

It wasn't scary, funny, or stupid.
It sort of reminded me of cupid.

Stories read by the light of a candlestick fire,
made me realize that I have but 1 desire.