Poem... I don't know how much I did poems

Peace and War

There was a village in harmony

a village with no despair

this village rang with cries of laughter

For, it was a perfect place; a place in peace

This was before Peace's enemy existed

The enemy was ferocious and bloodthirsty; Its name was War

War came down to the perfect place

and left a curse behind

what the curse gave was evil; anger and fight

grief and revenge

The curse spread through the village

it slithered like a snake

Peace didn't know what to do

the people lost Peace's gift; happiness and love

as Peace's gift was being lost from the people

Peace himself was being lost too

He was lost forever

Only to remain in our memory

As the remains of Peace disappeared

War became ever stronger

He grew through what humans gave; fear and nervousness

He made people fight

He made people steal and attack each other

the perfect world became like a war

fear is spreading like the gas from the explosion

fury and grief is happening and is attacking us like a bullet of a gun

the curse still remained until now

Nobody was safe, ever again

war happens, even now

War's curse is not yet gone