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