War Machine Poem by Dorsey Baker

War Machine



Seems like the world is
a prison
where we are living
behind the bars of fear
When the thunder sounds
see the lightning appear

War is here
War is there
War is everywhere

War machine
always making wars
where nobody wins
One long war ends
Another one begins

War is here
War is there
War is everywhere

War after War
keeps coming
War is so cold

taking the lives of
the young and the old

Sunday, March 27, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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