The Sun Set and The Sun Rise

The soft trees sound,
The dark sky,
The sun is the most beautiful thing,
If you see the dark with me you can understand,

The sun is the good and nice people,
The dark is the evil and hate,
This is what are world is like,
Dark and evil,

The world was once good and nice,
Where no one killed each other,
The sun that rises is the good people,

So in the morning the world is good,
But at the end the world is dead,

What one do you like more,
The sun set or the sun rise.

poem by Gabriel Anhorn
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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