Poem 6

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WAR.

It’s something people love,

Something humans cannot survive without.

It is the very core of the human race,

To fight,

To kill,

To anger,

To die.

Then there are the people who say,

Stop war,

Make peace.

Well,

Every warrior that has been on the field for a long time will tell you,

There isn’t peace,

Its not in human nature to fight,

Forgive,

Surrender,

Without giving a fight and making a kill.

It is simply an instinct,

To those who fight,

They fight to kill,

For those who defend,

They defend to live.

And who get killed off in the end,

HUMANS.

Because we are disgusting beings with no sense of pity,

Remorse,

Mercy,

We live by one rule,

One instinct,

The one thing that keeps us alive,

FEAR

Because,

There is no peace,

Without

WAR.

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