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The First Unforgivable Sin

When the first murder was committed The weapon was useless Knowing that the soul is what animates people He started stabbing arbitrarily at his victim’s body With the logic that the soul dwells throughout the body, he thought that with one gash the soul might seep out But he didn’t succeed Until a stab wound reached the victim’s heart And that was the end War is random stab wounds throughout the body of the nation Unnecessary pain The point of war is to get to the soul but it’s hard to find where the heart of the problem is After all these years we still haven’t learnt from mankind’s first unforgivable sin

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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