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life 2 min read 635 views Jan 26, 2015

Cost of war

Wars are created on the backs of the innocent

Greed triumphs the population who settles for less

Who instinctively says they have come to help and the Lord knows best

Their truth is violated and abused

They are in love with living

Wars are engulfed with potential revenue

Life is discarded like fast food paper towels

Whenever that population shoots back it is considered a flagrant foul

Wars pluck the youth from this earth like prepped turkeys

Countries are fowls that are roasted by the artillery that wars have delivered

Magazines emptied into residences

Words litter the walls

The ground shivers

Frozen eyes silently tell horrific stories

Cities fall like toddlers stomping Lego skyscrapers

These crying souls are stacked forty stories telling forty unique stories of betrayal

Wars are fed through umbilical cords that are chained to the pen that destroys future life

Wars kill millions for minerals and fossil fuels

Why do billionaires feel the need to fill their wallets at the expense of underdeveloped countries?

Little people who act big hide behind wars

Soldiers fight wars but politicians speak deceitful words inciting war

Picture a politician on a curve disarming roadside bombs

Picture a politician in the hood living in a two bedroom with five kids with an income of $250 a month

The white house guards them from the real world both domestic/foreign

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Myactionspeak

"Wars are fed through umbilical cords that are chained to the pen that destroys future life" the higher ups are interested in others doing their dirty work. So sad how a politician can rally thousands to pick up arms, meanwhile they just sit behind a desk. Great piece man

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darylg44

Truth! Love this piece

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