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To the White Rose of Germany , In memory of Sophie Scholl and the White Rose resistance group

In halls where silence cloaked the dread,
You raised a voice, though fear had spread.
With leaflets fluttering like doves in flight,
You lit a candle in the night.

Not with guns, nor iron might,
But truth and courage, fierce and bright.
A rose in winter, pure and still,
Defying hate with steadfast will.

Your words, like whispers through the air,
Asked hearts to

Categories: anti war, courage, dedication, freedom, war,
Form: Verse

No Flag on the Hill

No Flag on the  Hill

He woke to the hiss of burning plastic
a child's shoe, half-melted in the road.
Something like singing came from the mosque,
but it was only wind
through broken glass.

The birds left weeks ago.
Even the dogs are quiet now.
A rusted swing creaks in a schoolyard
where no one plays anymore.

A mother once painted the front

Categories: anti war, crazy, heartbroken, humanity, war,
Form: Free verse

The Call to War or False Promises

The Call to War or False Promises

They spoke of honor carved in stone,
Of glory waving from a hill.
They lit the torch, then threw us in,
And called the burning “noble will.”
They draped their lies in marching drums,
And wrote our names on gilded scrolls,
But none could see, beneath the hymns,
The hunger swallowing our souls.

Categories: anti war, betrayal, emotions, feelings, war,
Form: Free verse

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No More War

No More War

Marching boots echo
no birds sing in the  
shattered valleys.

Children’s toys buried
beneath the smoking ruins
where  are they ?

Flags wave in triumph,
but mothers get folded notes
instead of sons.

Steel birds above us
drop fire with no memory
earth weeps sorrowfully

A soldier's last breath
drifts with dust into the wind
nameless in the dark.
.
No victor remains
when the fields are

Categories: anti war, anger, death, fire, soldier,
Form: Haiku

War

Before the guns and bombs were made
the clubs and fists were swung
names for numbers now we trade
the senseless turned all numb

crumbled blocks broken down
create, destroy, rebuild
a three ringed circus paints a town
the crop gives up its yield

when fields demark a hospital
operations carry hope
what's kept for some is lost for all
descent, a slippery slope 

the yoke

Categories: anti war, conflict, peace, war,
Form: Rhyme

Bomb-Song

They taught us what to do if there's a bomb.
A big bomb.
A bomb they removed in a biopsy on a God
A big God
Scooped it out in armfuls from the body of a God
My God the blood hanging on the tresses where the speshes operated they
Taught us what to do if there's a bomb.
No point working

Categories: anti war, conflict, death, mental illness,
Form: Free verse

The Attila In Me

"So how are you today, Hun?"
I always picture myself in terrible armor when I hear this.
The Attila in me wants to run her through with my sword.
I look behind the couch.
Not there.
I look under the couch.
No.
Could it be stuck on something?
I find the sword three days later,
when I'm not in the mood to
even use it.
So

Categories: anti war, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse

Anti-War Correspondent

At the start of the next war,
While the headlines scream "war, war, war",
Go fit a lens to your gun's barrel
And a reel of film in its magazine.
It would be a better war—don't you agree?—
If all the innocents soon to face your gun
Froze in a pose
Anticipating the shots to come:
Shots of them, I mean,
Not shots at

Categories: anti war, peace, soldier, war,
Form: Free verse

I Am An Anti War Creature

I am an Anti War Creature

War is no more
Like before
War is all that politicians adore
War is hate, blood and death we abhor
War is erasing earth’s core
War is closing life’s door
War kills innocence that you ignore
War is widening the gap between the four
The East, the West, the South and the North
War will just devour
Our entire civilization

Categories: anti war, war,
Form: Ballade

Haiku Anti War

babies are buried
                                    now we are happy relaxed

Categories: anti war, war,
Form: Haiku

An Anti War Rant.

I hate it being on point. 
My guts they go so tight. 
I don"t know what i"ll do, 
if i really have to fight. 

I creep along the path, 
the jungle is so dense. 
There is hardly any noise 
and the heat is so intense. 

My shirt sticks to my back 
and my eyes are

Categories: anti war, warme, body, me,
Form: Rhyme