Wars Poem by Gianfranco Aurilio

Wars



When I think about war
my mind is wounded
and my heart
is full of sadness
but not because you are killing each other
or because of the destruction you cause.
No!
Knowing
how humanlike beasts can be
I know that humans can be beasts.
No, that's not the reason.
It's just because you make children cry.

Monday, December 17, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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28-02-2017
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