Udaya R. Tennakoon


Nihilist Eyes


After the heavy rain of bloodiest war
Broken directions are in front where to go
Nihilist eyes of visionary screen of boo
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  • Anthony Di''anno (3/17/2013 6:46:00 AM)

    Ah war. Such a terrible state of being. Always fought for the hidden agenda of those who would sacrifice the young and impressionable. The desperate and the brainwashed.
    Always fought to benefit the rich and never the poor. Tell me my friend how can the delivery of violent death be wrapped in rhetoric of peace?
    Violence begets violence.
    Love begets love. However oil companies and drug cartels care not for love, they care only for war and profit.
    Excellent poem. (Report) Reply

  • Timothy Branch (3/15/2013 9:25:00 AM)

    Fellow wordsmith, we write of the same struggle. Good writing and I catch the message loud and clear. (Report) Reply

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