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War and Feast

Food! Glorious food, oh we love you so. The energy you give us or the taste that we know. Will fill our soul with parts of joy. of which we cannot buy with the currency of love. Food, glorious food! But food comes at a price when there is not much left. Countries fight over food when one has more. But there is one country, famous for food that is quick and wars they always win. but this kingdom we call America. Is lacking something great not War not Food not wealth. but passion for art and passion for belief. They have become the music capital of the world. and they have become one of the most respected places of all. But they are losing it. and they know it. "So drop your forks and disarm your war machines. There is a new age dawning and you my fellow Americans are not going to survive it. Unless you do something about it. So, are you hungry now?"

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 2/17/2010 8:37:00 AM
ah, but love florishes just the same as war and food, perhaps more than we know, keep writing hun, i love your poems!!! -D.dimaio
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Date: 2/17/2010 1:03:00 AM
interesting
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