Art Of War Poem by Hardik Vaidya
Art Of War
Why do we war?
We want us and ours.
What are we?
The difference between us and the enemy.
Their unwillingness to accept the freedom of plurality.
What is freedom?
Me being me, you being you, embracing each other spiritually.
How can I embrace you with my dagger drawn?
Let me drop my weapon for ever and fire the first round.
You may kill me but I will succeed in sounding your spirits horn.
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4/19/2024 10:34:21 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Newer they will for plurality rather self superimacy imaginated by those war creators, fine message for those who still watch and thrill war results making use of human souls as guinipigs within this so called civilised humans modern societs, best wishes fine thoughts and arts best wishes, sisirachandra vaduge Badulla Srilanka.