Nicholas McDonough (07/25/1973 / Green Bay Wisconsin)
Six Six Six Revealed (repeating cycle) (Jul 7th,2004)
(one)
Love brings war
Love breeds hate
Love births peace
Love begats death
Love blossoms life
(two)
Life blossoms love
Life begats death
Life breeds hate
Life brings war
life births peace
(three)
Peace births life
Peace brings war
Peace begats death
Peace blossoms love
Peace breeds hate
(four)
Hate breeds peace
Hate brings love
Hate births war
Hate blossoms life
Hate begats death
(five)
Death begats hate
Death breeds life
Death blossoms love
Death brings peace
Death births war
(six)
War births death
War begats peace
War blossoms life
War breeds hate
War brings love
Misconstrued
never ending or beginning
One last bringing of war
Begatting death of the cycle
Blossoming life as it is meant to be
Bringing cataclysmic profound love
Birthing true peace and tranquility
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I LOVE this poem! ! ! It took me a few times of reading it to understand, but when I DID get I loved it! ! What you write is SO true...
XOXO,
Kolee
Ooh, nice. thats sick
I love this poem. It has so much meaning it's so true. This is an awsome poem.
The person before me has obviuosly never been in the draft.
I served in vietnam for 2 years. When you have no idea whos going to kill you out there, you think you hate every one of those charlies. When they finally shoot someone, you realise that you love it that you even made it here. Our idea of peace in the states ended in war over in Vietnam. Every word in that poem is damn true. Good job son.
Eva J (3/7/2007 12: 33: 00 PM)
I love it
its true..love and hate are the same things...
life and death equal the same..and so does war and peace.
clever and IT DOES MAKE SENSE if u read between the lines.
I don't think that this makes sense.