Unlearned Poem by Barry Middleton

Unlearned



tomorrow's child already born
to bitter earth filled with scorn
hears mournful cries

the lesson no one ever learns
blood will flow as hatred burns
and flags unfurl

a holy mission filled with rage
a jihad or a last crusade
is death's disguise

millions now have died in vain
their only legacy is pain
an orphaned girl

the fallen soldier never saved
a widow weeps beside his grave
with desperate eyes

war has washed us in the blood
and evil prowls the neighborhood
of the world

Friday, February 19, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: evil,terrorism,war
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