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Be kind….
…. words don’t rewind
Be kind….
…. words don’t rewind
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- Author: crypticbard (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: November 30th, 2022 03:18
- Comment from author about the poem: ...so, last post for November and much looking forward to December.
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 19
- Users favorite of this poem: Doggerel Dave, Mr. Not
Comments7
Good write CB. Orchilenge over?
The orchimonth is done! Survived it, what say Fido?
Well done, says Fido and I.
Doh! I could not continue some credit/debit card charitable donations. I was cut orf suddenly. Maybe they think it's someone mucking about, making lots of small donations at once?
Perhaps. They usually notify the account holder and query the seemingly anomalous transactions.
I had a query - they did a check - said it was OK - then I was cut orf yet again. Doh!
Are they scaring us into voting for CBDCs?
... and so, say all of us sir
Aye, dear friend.
Too true Rik and so succinctly put. This addiction to war will inflict more and more weariness to all life on this beautiful planet.
A valid notion that it is an addiction! Thanks kindly dear Fay.
the gods of war would do battle with you for this. For doing battle is all they are good for... and hush, for they lurk in the dark curtains ever seeking new game.
tis true, tis true, these words my mouth shall rue!
hear, hear!
Cheers Dave.
This truly hits the painful spot of reality. War is the great destroyer, but also the great enhancer in the worst possible way. Very powerfully said dear friend!
It's like yin and yang at each other's throat , dark side and the way... oh so crazy.
"Politicians hide themselves away
They only started the war
Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to the poor, yeah
Time will tell on their power minds
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait till their judgement day comes, yeah!" - black sabbath, 'war pigs'
fine read crypticbard
Always a day of reckoning for everyone. Justice finds its way in time.
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