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Small Cog In a Huge Machine

1914-18 War. Just another small cog In a huge machine Working together Aimed at some foreign foe To give a bloody mortal blow And end a wave of ternary Spreading across Europe Over seas Like a pandemic deadly disease Bringing terror and horror Death and honour To countless people On all sides All swearing they have God on their sides Driven by warmongers and warning governments Propaganda power and greed Thought by the ordinary Man and Woman On the street Death honour glory and defeat. The war to end all wars Or so they said But war still goes on Leaving countless dead. Wars few understand The scourge of Imperfect Man wafted by Satan's hand. Let is never forget But let us learn Man just can't get on And get's his fingers burned. The Huge machine Travels on............. Peter Dome.copyright.2014. April.

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