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Poetry Series
The Itching of War
Who demons are we really fighting at this
time?
September 11 proved to be untimely yet questionable.
The greatest and powerful country caught off guard.
Intelligent communities lost for real explanations.
Many Americans feel that the ordeal does not add up.
I hear the expression setup from time to time come forth.
Now we are a step or two away from declaring war.
The warning goes out to rid the axis of evil from the world.
World peace is the cry but something is seriously wrong.
Peace is the excuse for Iraq is the target for its natural resource.
Weapons of mass destruction are the call and who gave it to Iraq?
Inspectors look for that smoking gun to avoid complication of war.
The hidden agenda of deception continues to grow stronger everyday.
Hear the cry: “Enough is enough let’s not be fooled by this leadership.”
Other countries continued to make plead with the UN for more time.
The ticking of the clock continues to move towards war my friend.
Families will lose their love ones on both sides all because of greed.
Illusion of War
Young men prepped, in all aspects to wage
battle against their unseen enemies.
The constant indoctrination proved effective, even to override one's
consciousness.
Men become killing machines ready and prime to seek, their ultimate glory.
Your moment then comes when stepping from the make believe into realm of,
reality.
All around dead bodies, shooting and bombs exploding with loud booms
everywhere.
A person next to you gets his head blown off, as you look in the state of
shock.
Blood everywhere mixed with dirt, heaven knows what else as this headless
body lay.
The battleground, be it barren lands or torn up cities, the stench of war
is strong.
Your heart is pounding; your mind is asking serious questions, as you move
forward.
Then you convince yourself that survival is, the utmost task, for death is
laughing loudly.
It is a rude awakening to see bloody parts of what were once living
functioning people.
The impression upon you, implanted in your psyche, that refuses to hide
its true benefits.
Times like these relives the treasures of war, as you engage strength to
calm your spirit.
Mental pictures after pictures only display the real worth of war, death
and destruction.
We like children, still play this old historical value, to its proper
place, the continuation.
9/11/01 reflected
The day terror
caught all of us off-guard.
Yes 2 yrs later the pain still lingers.
Condemnation leads way to assertive actions.
As families, friends and others still cry in pain.
Communities across the board reach out to help.
As America recovers and now faced with big challenges.
Fear now implanted in our psyche as the threat of war is real.
Let’s take this moment to a quiet place and reflect on what’s ahead.
Sacrifices are they really necessary in order to maintain power and
control?
Historically time in and time out has given all of us the ultimate answer,
NO!
9/11/01 should be a lesson learned that power and control is really an
illusion.
Yes take this day as a step towards peace by stopping the illusion that
will harm us all.
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