Michael P. McParland

Gold Star - 83,541 Points (July 19 1983)

Death And Destruction - Poem by Michael P. McParland

I see it on the news.
Death and destruction forever cruise.
When big egos are slightly bruised
they strike out like youthful fools
breaking all the decent rules.
Killing people in such pointless duels
to show that they're the conquering force,
sweeping through those they find so coarse.
Showing all that they're the best.
Never giving us any rest.

They keep fighting amongst themselves.
Dragging us along for their defense.
We're puppets in their silly games.
They feel no pity and have no shame.
They rule supreme to win the game
of who's the biggest man it's lame.
Forever it will be the same.
Destruction rules and death is played
unless someone comes and saves the day.
Then we'll finally see the way
to enlightenment, hope, and peaceful days.

Topic(s) of this poem: politics

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 21, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, October 17, 2016

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