Poem -
Pieces Killed Seperately
Major Devastation peers down
On the enemy position
Calibrating the trajectory
Of the artillery attack
Fire will rain down
Like Hell from above
The enemy of course
Will return the fire
A combustible chess game
With charred soldiers as pawns
Wonder what would happen
If the players chose not to play?
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Comments
war devastates on so many levels. but I do not foresee a world where war is no longer an option. but this hope is the ideal.