Weapons Of Mass Destruction Leave Us Hanging By Our Heartstrings Poem by Malcolm Bacchus

Weapons Of Mass Destruction Leave Us Hanging By Our Heartstrings



I fought in a war
It was with myself
Yet somehow I lost
But nobody won

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Florence P. Wordsmith 02 February 2009

I know what you mean, I thought I was fighting in Nam, but I was just in a coma in a Brazilian hospital.

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Malcolm Bacchus

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Chaco, Paraguay
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