Personal Tragedies
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We are destined to repeat history
when wars are nonstop; the killing goes on.
And though little girls get raped and murdered,
in life's game of chess; they're merely a pawn.
In the surreal arena of war,
revenge, and anger get drawn out with skill.
And generals get labeled patriot
heroes hailed for the high numbers they kill.
Young soldiers are fueled by bravado;
juxtaposed with devastating despair.
Slick politicians honor aggression
with posthumous medals; the dead don't care.
Orphaned children must prostitute themselves
and scavenge for food, or they'll starve to death.
And the defeated will demand revenge;
cursing the enemy with every breath.
Personal tragedies ignite the hate
that burns inside hearts like a righteous flame.
And it'll not be doused by tears spilled walking
past rows of tombstones, searching for a name.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2022
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