December 27, 2017 at 07:18 pm
Poem, G (All)
Despair | History | Non Fiction
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The world goes onward madly
on a course headed to oblivion.
With all the sides of the fighting
showing not a thought of giving in.
Stubborn and stupid warriors
seemingly dedicated to their cause.
So the blood just keeps on spilling
as it has no chance to pause.
At no minute does the warfare stop
and never does the killing cease.
When will we finally understand
that we don't spare the time for peace?
And in our excess of insane hubris
we are abusing our free will.
For what good is this gift from God
if we use it most to kill?
As Earth spins forever in its orbit
in the infinity of Space.
We act like spoiled children
with mad glee upon each face.
Michael "Lord Help Us!" Gallatin
© michaelgallatin - all rights reserved
Another poem regarding the sad plight of Mankind and don't get me going on the idea of "free will". Why don't we just hand all of our toddlers Uzis to play with friends? Really?
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