Paint Me

Paint me a picture of peace
Of summer sunlight on the trees
Soft still-life stirred by the breeze
Swans swimming silently on a stream
Even I can have that dream

Null times nought
Is what I got

Instead

Paint me a picture of war
On a canvas used before
Naked hatred to show the horror
In black, white and red strokes
Spinning wheels with smoking spokes

New face and nothing more
I've seen the picture before