The world
is inhabited
by us,
nearly every nook.
We
are afraid
of each other.
We
have weapons,
massive
amount of weapons,
to protect
ourselves
from ourselves.
Why?
What
are we
afraid of?
We breath
the same
air,
we
see the same
moon.
We
all love
our children,
we
all want
to live
a happy life.
Then why all the
weapons?
We
are all the same really,
just one
family of man.
This one's
afraid
of that one
and
that one's
afraid
of this one.
The trillions
spent on weapons
could feed
the hungry,
home
the homeless
and take care
of the sick.
Our fear
of each other
is a
throwback
to survival
in more difficult
past times.
Those times are
gone.
It's time to
grow up.
- Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: September 6th, 2017 11:01
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 10
Comments1
I dont know if you are right about that throwback, but i know many on here have written of the desire for world peace - self included. Nice writing.
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