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There are no winners in war when so many innocent people lose their lives, so many babies do not get a chance to live.  Please do not comment about any current wars on here, as this is a peom about all wars, not any specific ones...

Anacreontic verse is an Ancient Greek lyrical form, consisting of 20- to 30-line poems with three to five syllables per line. Developed by 6th century B.C. poet Anacreon. A form that emerged during the height of the dramatic, musical, artistic, and poetic culture. The poems revolved around themes of love, infatuation, revelry, festivals, and observations of everyday life.

Equality of War

As bombs blow at night,
smoke fills hazy skies.
Children cry from fear -
broken toys add angst.
Fathers helpless to
protect their blood,
embrace them tight.
Mothers give birth
but their new-borns
struggle to breathe.
Their screams fall silent,
against a backdrop
of rocket attacks.
The wise ones say
time can break your heart,
time can heal your pain,
but what hope lies
under the rubble?
Dead bodies can't speak,
so leaders debate
what is wrong and
what is right.
War is nothing, but
hidden agendas.
Why aren't we all born
equal to justice,
why one life has less
worth than another.
An industry of 
profit always wins.
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Kaufman Avatar
January 22, 2024 at 1:06 PM
This is very well said. Perhaps it's the constant imbalance between the heart and the ego which is the cause of all our conflicts. Enjoyed reading and thanks for posting it.
Herrick Avatar
January 21, 2024 at 2:02 PM
Very true. "The People" did not want or start these wars. It is those who got the taste of corrupting power, whose own children are not sent in. Speaking of profit (besides the War Defense Contractors and their mouthpieces), how each president is much wealthier leaving office than when they got into office. "Families helpless against the warpigs in stampedous gore" ...continued (like my longwinded poems lol)
Herrick Avatar
January 21, 2024 at 2:03 PM
...You said... "...Dead bodies can't speak, so leaders debate what is wrong and what is right. War is nothing, but hidden agendas. Why aren't we all born equal to justice, why one life has less worth than another. An industry of profit always wins." Sad when pleasure of lifestyle or pride is greater than human life.
Pandit Avatar
January 21, 2024 at 6:26 AM
So tragic are wars, they devastate humanity. --but what hope lies under the rubble? Dead bodies can't speak--well said my friend.
Empress Avatar
January 21, 2024 at 3:28 AM
So true and so well said. Sad reality from the very beginning of time. Your last line sums it up very well. And it breaks my heart to think of those who have been or are in this situation. War is nothing but hidden agendas, so true, and in a world that is so selfish and cares so little about those affected we can be kind and spread light to all when we can. I have no words for all that you’ve written here, but that, nobody cares and one can only wish, that this world will be more peaceful. Fave!
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