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Outspoken Token Against Unspoken Horrors Bespoken Under the Cloak of War

From atom bomb to sniper's mortal mark
what justifies the twisted logic found
by man - his own worst enemy - who'd sound
his trumpet blast though flound'ring in the dark?
Machiavelli, Bismarck now lie stark,
but blood and iron power plays profound
appear to those who chose high hopes to ground
in tanks and serried ranks, as brutal shark
atop the food-chain profits they'd earmark
to turn stool-pigeon fool to corpse hell-bound.
Through history war's logic raw, unsound,
has channelled aggression more through bite than bark,
living room for dread doom, tomb's question-mark
which hangs on self-made gallow, time unwound.
Unwound or wound? Crime 'gainst humanity,
Freedom, fame, named for blind 'who would not see.'

poem by Jonathan Robin
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