someone said
we are war
but I am
forever disagreeable
never war
yet I am
war's crater
bereft creeping
deep in that
drooling pit
through war torn
over fragmented
crass ground 
blasted war
stylish remnant
old king glory
pitching pitiful
depicting life
across those
many wars
bodies piled high
torn bits
enriching creature
bitter critter strife
immortal infraction
courting destruction
but fly by
seeking peace
what inspiring love
desires mortal loss
just try me
bleak prince
yet at least
divinity's cost
what above meant
perhaps each
insipid explosion
each escalation
war's eclectic
every tearing down
those wearing crowns
commanding castles
eccentric domain
peace selectivity
selectively stolen
rampant greed
such bold devotion
withhold this pastoral
misdirected invitation
into wretched war
that deep crater
I'm crawling
around in
clawing my
out of sight
delirious way
through darkness
blind throughout
its all night
all that
grinding recognizance 
what about biting love 
what truly matters
yells and shouts
each brutal stance
reminding romance
war is this
yet peaceful 
finding love
reason's chance  
fifty fifty love
there is 
that room
looming doom
we should
have chosen
peace and love
instead we
choose war
with each
volcanic explosion
bombs leave us
crawling exposed
reeling and creeping
in war's deep
defeating craters
someone said
what matters
maybe sooner
perhaps later
we will
discover more
we are
should be
profound glory
this human race
demanding more
so seldom sorry
delivering unsound
commanding war
this roundly devastating
relevating story
war never more
for love and glory
those storied kisses
compassion stating
war no more

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