Angelor Chery


War - Poem by Angelor Chery

War is a beautiful painting
Full of blood as its red
Paint
Fire as its flame
And smoke as its soot
I kept thinking what a beautiful
World we have
But then I imagine
That beautiful painting
That signs nothing but destruction
Left and right
War is nothing but a disaster
Within itself
War beautiful in red
Yet deadly in black
And miserable in gray

1/22/09

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  • Rookie Gordon Tseng (11/30/2011 11:33:00 PM)

    Nice work!
    And share mine here:

    Still, How Many


    How many lands will get showers of bullets made of new alloy?
    How many creatures would perish after the jetfighters’ cool ‘hoy’?
    How many wars does a nation have to win to own real peaceful joy?
    The answer has been there since they tried to educate the foreign uncivilized native boy.


    -from GOD BLESS NOT ONLY AMERICA (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 22, 2009

Poem Edited: Thursday, December 1, 2011


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