Life,
We all started in the flesh;
Birth, girth, mirth!
But, stranded with the muse of mankind on this earth;
Because of war.
Locution, location!
Imperative;
Accessory, intercessory!
With the muse of mankind;
To the direction of love or hate,
Depending on the minds.
Peace!
To pass the night with love;
Where the laws are laid bare for all to see and learn from.
War!
In a country;
With hatred than, the purpose of love to all mankind,
As one carries hie or her weapon t aim at the other.
Locution, location!
Confronted;
With senseless attackes from the terrorists.
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Depending on mind, peace to pass the life with love. Beautifully expressed and truly said everything in this poem. Very nice one my brother. Thanks for sharing.