Casualties of War
Oh, what murder and mayhem have I wrought,
yellow headed bodies scattered all around,
their innocent lives so abruptly ended?
Casualties of war;
all for the sake of pleasing the neighbors.
I mowed my lawn today.
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Sometimes we have to do the wrong things for the right reasons. I've always loved dandelions and I always feel so guilty when it comes to mowing them down. The society we live in really doesn't allow us to live in harmony with nature as we should.
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the poet tells of mass destrution inflicted
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Thank you for your service? I dont know what to say
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