Wars Are For Vapid Sore Losers

H Hebert Logerie Hebert Logerie
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We all lose when we fight We become our own enemies For nothing, we waste our energies Our youth and our vital resources For nonsense, we destroy the right To live, to love, and to enjoy life It's an error, a mistake, a major gaffe To want to destroy our fellow human beings It's serene and divine when the rooster sings When the remaining feline family follows suit It is wonderful when one of us wears a nice suit Instead of wearing the fatigues and carrying heavy guns Like ants who are shopping for the coming winter season My brothers and sisters of the world, common sense and reason Will always prevail. We kill ourselves, every time we fight Let's carry the torch of peace. In the dark, let's shine the light. Let's stop acting like sick sore losers Let's stop this negative trend at once Let's behave like true and real winners By loving each other. Let's not lose an ounce Of our precious blood over stupid wars We are civilized. We are all humans with powers Our blood is red, not black, and not white We all lose when we fight. Copyright © April 2018, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.

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