The Seed Of Conflict & Greed Poem by Tom Zart

The generals are crying cause they can't stand defeat
But it's always the soldier who dies on his feet.
It makes me remember my old country church
Where the preacher spoke God's word from his holy perch.

That the seed of all conflict began in a cave
When man, like the wild wolf had to prove he was brave.
No hope for human brotherhood with one world, one race, one rule
We die from too much knowledge and the greediness of a fool.

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