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ENTERTAINMENT/ ARTS/ LITERATURE => Poetry => Topic started by: Ruaka on May 07, 2003, 04:54:16 AM



Title: 2 POEMS OF WAR
Post by: Ruaka on May 07, 2003, 04:54:16 AM
AND WHEN ALL THE WARS HAVE ENDED, ALL OUR SOLDIERS ARE DEAD AND ALL OUR CHILDREN ARE FRIGHTENED. WHAT HAVE WE WON? I SEE WHAT WE HAVE DESTROYED, BUT WHAT HAVE WE WON? HATE BREED HATE. WHEN YOUR ENEMY LOAD HIS GUN, DROP YOUR WEAPON, AND TELL HIM:

"NONE OF YOUR GUN CAN HURT ME. I AM THE SON OF FREEDOM, NO BULLET CAN SKIN ME. I AM THE SON OF PEACE, NO GUN CAN BLOW I AND I HEART. YOU SEE IT."

I URGE YOU SOLDIERS: LEAVE YOUR STRUGGLE. YOU ARE WORKING FOR BABYLON AND PROLONGING THE WICKEDNESS AND SUFFERING. I TELL YOU. ONE. WE ARE ONE, AND STILL WE TRY AND KILL ONE ANOTHER. LEAVE IT. NO BATTLE IS WON TILL OUR WEAPONS ARE DESTROYED.



WAR. EVERYWHERE IS WAR. EVERYWHERE IS WAR. GUNS CONTROL. EVEN THE SOLDIER KNOWS NOT THE CAUSE OF THE WAR. WAR KILLS HIS FELLOW BROTHERS. WAR KEEPS HIM SQUEEZING THE TRIGGERS TAKING OTHER MAN LIVES, THEIR CHILDRENS AND THEIR WIVES. WHERE DID THIS HORROR COME FROM. WHO CONTROLS THIS HORROR. EVEN THE SOLDIER KNOWS NOT WHY HE KILLS. THE LORD HAS HIM EYE ON THIS HERE WAR. HIM WANT FI STOP IT. WE ALL WANT FI STOP IT. PEACE