The story of the world
and casualties of war
the horrors of man
and promise of gods
a country’s dreams of peace
their earth fertilised with blood
the cries of a child
who wishes and comforts the mothers
its a mass coronary ejection
adrastea doesn’t forget it’s path
a few bodies drift on and on
the little blue marble wobbles
its a conscientious epilogue
but what did we learn from it all
a species waking up into discipline
but maybe, just maybe, after another one night stand
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