All Is Fair
War was senseless, everywhere,
To the nations, not to the pair
Battling over land and air
Claiming right bringing great despair.
The masses did stand to declare,
Suffer children to free the snare.
Imminent loss with fire and flare-
They destroyed claiming they repair.
Copyright © Leon Stacey | Year Posted 2008
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