The Story that Lucky Charms Tell

This is how the story goes.

Angered hearts turn to weapons

War breaks out. Homes burn, friends turn against friends and families split.

Wisdom of the ancient stars sought out

Truth sought but never found

Horseshoes turned up

To welcome in
 
Hopes for clover's four-leafed blessings

But even hope had fled

Beyond the chance hidden in the blue moon 

Once sworn upon because

Promises of pots of gold

Had grips of iron that no man could match

And the rainbows of sunny days

Were but dreams in children's eyes

While the white balloons of silent prayers float up,

Dripping red with blood.

And this is how the story ends.