War Games

War Games

A Poem by J. A. Perkins
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The injustice of war

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Weapons primed and ready;
Round the troops and sound the sirens.
Snipers, hold your rifle steady
It's the battle of the irons.

Pride and Hatred take a stance.
Violence crouching - taking aim
Doesn't take a second glance
before he fires across the plane.

A victim lies helpless on the street.
Shot down in violent fashion.
Pleading peace in her defeat.
Her name is Compassion.
 
A plea for peace 

© 2018 J. A. Perkins


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Added on November 16, 2018
Last Updated on November 16, 2018
Tags: War, Injustice, Poetry, Peace, Love, Weapons, Compassion

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J. A. Perkins
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I just want to share my poems and hopefully get some constructive criticism and just maybe inspire someone who struggles with life and whatever it might bring. more..

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