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War

War is useless blood ripped out of the parts of man Screaming of the one that is about to die time is ticking sand from the hourglass is disappearing The man is now dead the last thing he said no one heard He told his problems and how sorry he was a heartfelt notion that was never heard a mother at home worries will he be alive will he come home praying to god while others are doing the same only to be ignored cause god only chooses the chosen ones the ones he likes Blood dripping until its sucked dry bombs are crashing down children holding guns getting revenge here comes a new war Violence is a endless cycle why continue why even fight for what you want if it mean people will die crying mothers and screaming angels endless hopes and unforgiven dreams this is what wars brings to.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 8/10/2009 10:13:00 AM
Love how you depict war and its uselessness in this piece..I can and will never understand the purpose of war...good work.
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