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The Dance of War

Sounds of screams Rains of bullets, Beat explosive percussions For the demon of war. Heads of men At the hem of her skirt, Sweep floors of blood On the shambles of earth. Peace’s wings clipped And clutched to her hands Has her eyes dancing As fast as her feet. Why must one stall her? Peace never shall be free Until we kill the demon Lurking within us each.

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Date: 3/29/2025 6:30:00 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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Date: 1/4/2020 8:56:00 PM
Congratulations on your win in Brian Strand’s contest. Hugs Eve
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