warships, prepare!
let battalions through
I feel like invading
a country or two
dubious purpose,
national vices
human suffering
energy crisis
flick of a switch
murdering all
whatever season
summer or fall
a bomb doesn’t know
muslim or jew,
children like animals
butchered, being slew
bullets sprayed
nothing left
hearts crushed
dignity theft
thousand places
war rages on
Noble prize winners
Joke is on
Masters of fate
you ever been cut?
Thrown out of homes
left in a rut
siblings, offspring
dies in front
alive humans
barbecued, burnt
too much pain
we are through
And this is just a
game for you!!!
Perspectives on Life, the Universe and Everything 
Well said; game for somebody but war is a loss for humanity.
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As long as it’s fun and games. With toys and no destruction. Then, “man the torpedoes!”
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My Dear AB, good thoughts. At first I had just thought: How wonderful, in the olden days it was home-made, wooden boats. Not such beautifully designed ones. …Paying attention to the poetry, I noticed their colouring… military ones.
For the children, it is all Games. But for certain adults, War mongers, it is ‘Fun and Games.’ Sad world.
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Yes Swami, and each time it seems there is always a ‘justifiable’ reason for doing so…humans always find a way to destroy progress…
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Well said the horrors we witness today are truly horrific.
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Thank you so much for your comment, sapiens are really capable of unimaginable things…
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This is where it all begins.
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Indeed it does, thank you!
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Great poem as always AB.
Had a poetry challenge, though maybe this one could be a challenge for such a good writer like you. Anyways, I´ll give you the link just in case you want do it. I actually found it quite hard and not sure if I made much sense, so for you is got to be quite much more easier to say the least.
https://idiotwriting.wordpress.com/2015/04/01/love-in-ten-lines-challenge/comment-page-1/#comment-17501
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Charly thank you so much, I have already been nominated for this and will do it when I get around it 🙂
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No problem
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🙂
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Excellent. A very strong, poem with a clear message.
You may like something I wrote called N.E.W.S.- Parallel Time http://wp.me/p3FiWb-93
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Just did, excellent poem Rebecca, thank you so much for sharing 🙂
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True and heartbreaking.
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Many thanks for your empathy Anna! Greatly appreciated!
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Great….but my thoughts and sympathy goes to the little lad. I bet he is dying to play with them but won’t be allowed. I can remember that feeling (-:
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David thank you for sharing your thoughts and memories. Very grateful!
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Very powerful post human. Thanks fur sharing your gifts with us!🐱
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Thank you so much Kats 🙂
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Well of course!😺
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🙂
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A great fist of a poem you have there. Most enjoyable. It’s not those toys that will make him a warrior, but a bad education.
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Powerful and timely.
nothing left
hearts crushed
dignity theft
Keep your voice loud and clear AB.
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