War
A cowardly escape
From intractable problems
Posed by peace.
Demons conjured by senseless words
Are projected on the faces of children
The real enemies within
Silenced
by the shooting of a gun
As if
With bullets
We can silence
The voices of fear that echo
Until kingdom come
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Author:
alan b (
Online) - Published: August 27th, 2026 01:59
- Category: Unclassified
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