Poem: War Has No Sense


War has no sense,
It leaves nothing behind
It gathers wealth from man and gives it to death
It prides itself with threats and occupies the hearts of sadists
It longs for attention,
Attention from victims,
Attention from helpers
Who may or may not give their aid
It is like death that has no cloth
Like history that man repeats
War, is like its perpetrators that lie cowardly in their abode,
While others leave the world too soon
Cowards who pick on others battles
War has no sense
But it takes over the heart of man


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