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Gods Design

We send them off to foreign lands With all they own in their hands Forced to trek across barren sands Blindly follow their given commands. What’s the purpose… is it right? What does it serve… when we fight Is it simply… a warrior’s delight And now it looks… no end in sight. We’ve fought and taken another hill Look how easy it’s become to kill They say it’s done for God’s will And as routine… as taking a pill. Then one day… they will return From the land and the trees they burn Fuse with society they’ll have to learn How well they adjust is of concern. As they age tales will be told The idea of war is then sold As a way of life in the fold Forever the people remain controlled. I will never understand mankind Sometimes we appear so blind Revert to violence we are so inclined Perhaps this was… in God’s design. By Greg Stanley Entry in "Another Chance To Swing Poetry Contest"

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Date: 12/15/2011 3:32:00 PM
A philosophical tho't, Greg! Congrats on pondering the insanity of mankind thru your writing! Congrats on your placement in Chris's contest...he is a great critic! Happy Holidays. Gwendolen
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Date: 12/15/2011 11:47:00 AM
Congratulations on your placement in Chris' contest Greg. Love, Carol
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Date: 12/15/2011 11:33:00 AM
Congratulations x
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Date: 11/4/2011 4:42:00 PM
I can tell by the rhyming that this must have taken you a while. As I too try to make them, I have the utmost respect for poems that are designed to make you think, very well done.   KMD
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Date: 11/4/2011 4:10:00 PM
Excellently done! Thought provoking read dear friend. Million thx for sharing!
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