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They will never be like us

Jordan’s pilot caged in a fire Was filmed and produced global ire When we use napalm It’s gift wrapped in a bomb As our moral plane is much higher

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Date: 7/27/2016 10:31:00 PM
After Vietnam I cried in the wilderness children are not for burning,but no one was listening;I hope they listen now with all their brand new toys of war.We are far from innocent me thinks. Good to be back at poetrysoup will visit more old friend.
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Date: 8/12/2015 7:42:00 PM
nicely done my friend,,,, war = money, sad but true.
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Date: 7/6/2015 12:27:00 AM
Sigh indeed.... this kind of reminds me of a poem I wrote about war and how such memories stay alive while the good personal ones we live are left under the rug or dissipate overtime. I wish war and violence wasn't so hard-pressed in society. Always, Laura
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Duke Beaufort
Date: 7/7/2015 6:05:00 PM
I can't say it any better than you. It seems there is a financial incentive for fighting. I will always believe that almost all disagreements can be settled peacefully.
Date: 6/30/2015 1:20:00 PM
Oooh, that is how to do it, my friend. Monkey see, monkey do! the last line is killer.
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Duke Beaufort
Date: 6/30/2015 4:34:00 PM
It's a very strange world and getter stranger by the day. I really don't understand why we cannot declare peace instead of war! It's a little tricky, but it is within our capacity.