War, War, War!
War, war, war!
Who gives birth to war?
Is it greed for power
that craves for more and more?
Is it the I in you and me
dreaming to be the crowning glory?
War, war, war!
You are often born
around the table of arrogance
and power, wanting only to win
the childish game over
and against the screaming innocents.
poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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