Bruce Adams Poet Rhyme

Why

As I march to war
     My enemy an endless sea
     So they exist no more
     So I can be free
    
     The newspapers said
     They are different than me
     That they want me dead
     My enemies are full of atrocity

     Millions of my people believe it too
     So it must be right
     Kill or be killed !  War is nothing new
     Millions are now dead, no end in sight

     I don't bother to ask
     Who owns newspapers' propaganda hold
     War for oil and profit drink from their flask
     River of blood, puppet master's gold


     January 8, 2017

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Probir Gupta January 8, 2017 at 5:49 AM A realistic poem is always a welcome read ... very nice ...

Susan Palli January 8, 2017 at 3:12 AM Excellent write! Nice rhyme with realistic theme. Yes, so sad that till now those words deem true! However in the near future, God will put an end to those who wage war and promote suffering! If you wish, check out the prophecies in Psalm 37, Psalm 46:9 and Revelation 21:3,4.