War _ 0065 Haiku Version C'est La Guerre Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

War _ 0065 Haiku Version C'est La Guerre



When men pl[a]y war torn
worn waisted women pale, wasted
drops plop shattered pail.

Civilians assail,
physicians' and profiteers'
surplus arms for sale.

Mines undermine calm's
immoral harm's shell-shocked tale
Moral: Some won't learn

Sunday, January 27, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: social behaviour,war
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27 January 2019
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