3 A.01. War - What It Be Poem by Munindra (Munnan) Misra
3 A.01. War - What It Be
War - fear cloaked in courage be,
War - a solution can never ever be,
War - but an aggravator surely be,
War - but murder in uniform only be.
War - a repeal of principles of virtue be,
War - a breeding ground of all vices be,
War - days of harvest for the devil be,
War - a means of peace can not be.
War - not an adventure ever be,
War - but a disease clearly be,
War - interlude during peace be,
Or peace - interlude during war be?
© Munindra Misra
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4/25/2024 6:31:22 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Wars have been human inventions for thousands of years... it wan NEVER meant to be that way. Greed and human foolishness, the sins of war. Peace to you all my friend.