there is poetryA Poem by keith justwhatitsez there is poetry in war people die people cry war is hell families separated friends lost civilians die the pigs of war invade from russia there is little food children cry babies die did ya here me babies die fuking babies die we sit in our comfortable homes babies die we dine on cheap drive thru foods and babies die did ya hear me babies fuking die the world watches fearing another world war and babies still die every fuking day babies fuking die there is poetry in war not always what one wants to hear babies continue to be slaughtered do you hear me now babies fuking die what a sad people we are sitting safe in our safe homes while fuking babies die what a fuked up world we have as babies fuking die goddamnit i am tired of babies fuking dying get up off your a*s and do something before more fuking babies die
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Added on July 28, 2022 Last Updated on November 9, 2022 Author
keithnowhere you would want to knowAboutwho i am, what i be ... i write about that from which many shy. i am not afraid. i know the costs of living life for all it's worth. i am but complicatedly simple. i sing the words of no fear and ce.. more..Writing
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