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

Date: 1/8/2017 5:49:00 AM

A realistic poem is always a welcome read ... very nice ...

Susan Palli

Date: 1/8/2017 3:12:00 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.