bomb the idea of war
(i found this poem that i wrote on september 30, 2002 and still rings true on how i feel about the war)
ten fingers that grasp me
stingers of power and corruption
thought i had my wisdom, my brain
but its all sold, not sustained
one system, disguised…
praised, but at our demise.
no compromise, its all
synthesized in these two eyes.
ain’t no war without greed
we just can’t succeed in this mentality.
no winners…we’re all pitted
fatalities, casualties of the timid.
shouting: “man, sadam did it!”?
deep down y’all, who brought the brawl?
no one can explain, but everyone can blame.
can’t be justice, if we don’t focus
on the conscious mind of righteousness.
-vanae
what are your thoughts on the war?
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