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Desert storm all over again


Destiny is an ideal

An idea that destroyed him

Fate is a cruel mistress

That chews love up again and again

Promising Fantastical futures

Never prophesizing the real.

This is it

This is a line in the sand

This is forever

Is this a great loves end?

It was stupid to expect anything

Other than disappointment

It was so stupid of him.

To put these expectations

On an unavailable soul to depend.

A critical mistake

Entering this war, without an ability to win.

This campaign of chemical warfare

This operation to destroy happiness and freedom

This useless grudge-driven conflict

Is not aware

That we sacrifice when we win

Our own liberation.

Indigenously unfair.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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