War, War, War
War, war, war, the train of war
With its dedication to death
With its shield over fields
Where the understood blood is spilled
On the battle field.
The slaughtering instrument of war,
The dazzling surprise that prevail
Can not shake off the founder of war.
Nature is the founder of war
And she have taught it to man
She is the character of the greediness of the fight
But she takes no side.
poem by David E. Patton
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