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Drums of war again!?
Guns,
— spitting—
Every breath is gone…
Widows,
— teary —
Looking out of windows…
Daughters,
— weak—
Lamenting in gutters…
Sons,
— lifeless—
Bloated in the hot sun…
Earth,
— ravaged —
Gasping on fetid breath…
Where then is the gain?
~ KIS
