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there are twenty-seven
ongoing wars at present
we have not evolved
we've just gotten better
at killing one other
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doesn't include gang warfare
we have not evolved
we don't share
we take from one another
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involves weaponized rape
unbridled {torch}er
the checkered soul of the taker
we have not evolved
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mature wars
dozens more in the fetal stage
we have not evolved
we are a species of enraged takers
shameless pain pushers
the soul of slave traders
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universal sins
Where the Hell is God!
amidst all of this mess
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wars
civilians removed
from resources
parched and starving
the people who start wars
nibbling caviar
fornicating
beneath waterfalls
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wars
we have enough arsenal
to forever quiet
our blessed solar system
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Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2024
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