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WAR
Contributed by
fish
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Tuesday, 25th January 2011 @ 03:31:48 AM in AEST
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Soldiers sown in the field
And bodies usually are the yield
Bodies of strangers, friends and colleagues
Leaving survivors with long lonely monologues
Rendering life without taste or feel
In this clash of elephants
The casualties include animals, civilians, even infants.
That is to say but the least.
Vultures gather in circles to feast
On the remains of once beautiful living beings.
Where then is the profit of war?
When rebuilding cost so much more
Both humanly and materially.
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fish
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2011-01-25 03:31:48]
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Re: WAR
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by ammar on
Tuesday, 25th January 2011 @ 09:08:30 AM AEST
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Good write.
I wonder why they think war is the answer. Living in Pakistan, I can relate to your poem well. But as Thomas Hardy puts it,
"Yes; quaint and curious war is,
You shoot a fellow down
You'd treat if met where any bar is,
Or help to half-a-crown." |
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Re: WAR
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by emystar on
Tuesday, 25th January 2011 @ 04:42:33 PM AEST
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So sad but good writing.
So many innocent dieing when they had nothing to do with the war.
blessings, huggs,
emy |
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