DESTRUCTION

nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

A gentle man
Forced to kill
In battles blood
Wars unholy din
Missile rifle
Bombs and blade
To take life
Politicians shame.

Mud and guts
Severed limbs
Broken skulls
Numbered hills
Bunkers trenches
Orders screeched
Letters home
Enemy breeched,

Such madness born
From mans deeper mind
Physcopathic
Hate and crime
Never ending
Centuries pass
Mankinds insanity
Upon destructions path.

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sorenbarrett September 25th, 2025 03:57
This poem has some association with my tomorrow's post. It seems so true that man and ants are the war wagers on this planet. Most other animals kill only for food or survival. Nicely composed
- nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)September 25th, 2025 03:58
  thanking you and much appreciated
- sorenbarrettSeptember 25th, 2025 04:30
  You are most welcome
arqios September 25th, 2025 19:45
That speaks deeply and illuminates the depths.
- nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)September 26th, 2025 02:00
  thanking you and much appreciated
lunarchloedip September 26th, 2025 06:56
👏🏻
- nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)September 26th, 2025 07:45
  thanking you, much appreciated

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