Follies of War

Silken wraps on finite form,
Relax in the lull before the storm,
Stately warriors hear...wars dreaded call,
Lions of war...animals maul.

The proud...the brave,
No one could save,
Battlefields of blood,
Human dust...without a grave,

It’s just a game,
Folly, but no crime,
Who will take the blame?
For the warmongers son’s still shine.

The Maniacs that fight,
And savages that bite,
Have all but lost their sight,
In images, no one considers right.

When all is said and done,
A good war cannot be won.
Just some lose less
In hostilities that only, the devil will bless.

Worry Causes Wrinkles

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Michael is a philosopher, poet and the author of ten inspirational books. His new book; CUTTING TRUTHS is now available at Michael's poetry, essays and investigative journalism enhance many web sites, newspapers, journals and magazines throughout the world. He is a prominent speaker on health and wellness maintenance, stress eradication, wealth creation and development, authentic happiness and inspirational poetry.

Last updated February 15, 2017