Short Arms Race Poems

Shun weapons, arms race
Let peace prevail forever
within us and out!...

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Nuclear missiles
  as outdated as whistles

Hypersonic jets
  don't scare my pets

Multiple warheads
  won't knock you dead

The winner of my weaponry race
  two loving arms take first place...

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pups splatter red
and ice flows collide
like fetal 

stars we rush
side to side 
with steady club 

song hearts burst
and arms race
as    the        snow            falls                quietly...

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Having surpassed the ides of March. 
Denounced the the baneful glare.
Yet my grief befriends Sanity.
Doctrine of hate preached from
Pulpits and podiums.
Marathon of the arms race.
Humans of another race are dispensable. 
Creation of art in flesh and blood.
My heart is compelled to dwell.
In poems that rhymes life.
In a compassion that flow.
Into a stream of peace and tolerance.
Creating in my mind another alien world....

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Sorrow is the spawn of rich, elected meisters;
the Arms Race, the silent wars, and particle colliders,

The climb of Sputnik, the fires, and the importance of Geneva,
but the radaranges and spy planes have given us amnesia. 

The world has gone silent, despite being littered with radios,
the wordless conflict being observed from orbital telescopes.

The end of this rock is coming all too soon,
and the last tears to be shed will be shed from on the moon....

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We definitely intend to help people of poor countries
We, however, like war still
and it takes us a lot of money
to run the arms race business
and be on the winning side
and chiefly
gain great profit. 
So what ?
If only we have got the moon, Venus, Mars or
another heavenly bodies
somewhere under the open sky to dominate
we certainly will do all we can
for our poor fellow man on earth.
If need be
we can stick a billboard on the bodies:
“Aliens only. Land for rent.”...

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