The war is a business
and the conflicts are the
business plan
when they pull the triggers
bang! bang!
bullets spoil
gun powders would be evaporated
fuels are wasted
how could you find
on earth that these things are free?
casualties rush up to E.R.
dead bodies retrieve here and there
funeral parlors are in great feasts
for their high talent fees
how could you find
on earth that formalin is free?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
fantastic write about business connecting to war good write ........