Strife

Keeter C

 

The jaw of an ass.

A sharp edged weapon.

An elongated spear.

The bow and arrow can hunt food or your adversaries.

The shield you have for protection.

The catapult.

The trebuchet.

The evils that man can unleash are not new.

Our nature has not changed but our destructive value has.

What our minds can conceive they can achieve.

Hence the temple of Babel.

Can you sense peace and calm are dwindled?

We now can efficiently Scorch this earth.

Man has run its course.

Expensive lessons are the ones best learned.

  • Author: Keeter C (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 7th, 2025 13:15
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  • sorenbarrett

    Great wording and well imaged, a poem of warning that man is now able to destroy not just another individual but all mankind. Lovely



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