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As the world wakes
and new yet old allegiances abate,
the need and desires of nations and leaders lay in fate
cemented to embrace the ever living hates.
Quiet Americans rarely display their plight
silently watching rape of the land and honor in sight
diminished long ago in their absent fight
relegated reservations where speaking out is right.
Why do men fight over oil, gold and dirt
assigning its needs as necessary wars to its worth?
Time and history seem to never change men's ways
denying freedom and equality to every woman and man they slay
old ways and patterns resurface everywhere in place each day
at so great a cost buried by this great demand to play.
The sacrifices of so many lives broken and torn
complete the record, the cautiously worded reports forlorn
with every new generation even those yet to be born
the authenticity questioned and lessons scorned.
It seems we never learn
that life is more than war can earn.
Copyright © DM Babbit | Year Posted 2017
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