warmongers


I looked into the face of a baby today
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I saw the world smile back
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I saw innocence and trust
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I saw a new life
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I felt humble
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I felt a bitter sadness
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I thought of future wars
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I wondered how the baby would cope
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I thought of you, reading this
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I thought you might understand
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I thought we are, at this very moment in time
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Trapped
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Our only defence to offer this new life is the word
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Sadly the word is read by a captive audience
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Not the warmongers of tomorrow
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The warmongers of tomorrow are the babies of today
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I looked into the face of a baby today
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Tomorrow.... Who knows




Poetry by JohnJohn
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Written on 2015-04-12 at 18:32

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Very good. But there are many babies who will not become warmongers. I foresee a time soon that will be like the 60's and 70's and war will be detested and protested against again.
2015-04-13


josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Mick, I applauded this. If I could, I would have applauded it numerous times! Write on, my friend... Write on.
2015-04-12