Cancerous tumor eating away
Can’t you see hates to pay
Many men thrown away
Due to hates grotesque way
I know not how to spell
But hate cannot tell
Can’t you see hates equal opportunist way?
It gives not a damn about the day
Can’t you see or can’t you say
Hate stands at deaths door
My son knows not war
His minions standing alone
On a hill understanding plans
Of a battle not won: cold war ends
No one knows better. Are we children still?
Battles without guns
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Very symbolic thought provoking poem which gives a person much to think about. I also read your profile and agree...I'd rather be listening to Metallica too! ~smiling~