Past wars were fought on the battlefield,
Fought until one side did yield.
They prayed to God for mastery,
And appealed, to him, with chivalry:
Knights in armour, with swords,
Fought at the behest of ladies and lords.
The self-rightious defend their cause,
But the carnage of war one deplores.
Through the ages, the carnage rages,
Now, with tanks and aircraft, it enrages.
Civillians are now on the frontline,
From Coventry to the rhine.
With globalisation - greater global tension,
And with progress greater destruction.
Terrorists - Al Qua'eda and their minions,
Actually target innocent civillians!
Future weapons by remote control,
May take an even heavier toll.
All nations wish to stand tall,
Or to enslave others with chain and ball.
May nations have mutual empathy?
Instead of hatred and antipathy!
To come to a satisfying accord,
Instead of this threatening discord.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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