As death is armed

As death is armed

A Poem by anartao

Explosives packed within dead flesh,

sacrilege to those who mourn

The gunning down of corpses

to halt another being born

into the ever growing ranks

of the bloody and torn war dead,

since we took away the tyrant

and delivered hell instead


It now seems death is not the end

as bodies are turned to tools,

to keep the factions separate,

and the children out of schools


© 2013 anartao


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Added on July 21, 2013
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anartao
anartao

Sydney, Australia



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I write to keep my self sane, and because the act of writing is also one of creating, and with the majority of power in the world today laying in the hands of destroyers, we need all the creators we c.. more..

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