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mainly ranting.

and a poem.

War

A boy walks across debris,
his heart and house in pieces,
family members lost or dead
as hope is overshadowed by dread.

Wars are started due to conflicts
of the greed of corrupt politics.
But the guilty rarely pay
the heavy burden of war;
the people and soldiers end up bearing the weight
with immense dismay.

Weapons of mass destruction
they say
being spun are webs of lies and deception
while soldiers can only persevere day by day.

Air raids and shelling,
widespread fear and mass searching;
though their hearts are pure,
civilians can only get on with life and endure.

Wrecks of material worth,
lay down as though cursed,
lives and homes lost,
wars indeed do cost.

TA DAH.

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you are patient,
you are kind,
you'll never leave our minds,
you can hurt in the behind.

you are tender,
you are strong,
you would make a good steak,
and could last forever.

you are pleasure,
you are pain,
you're about giving,
and not what we stand to gain.

you are honest,
you are trust,
truth here is a must,
stop thinking about all that lust.

you are beautiful,
you are sexy,
sometimes you're so petty,
nothing but messy.

you are nowhere,
you are everywhere,
people are always looking for you,
surprise them, that's what you always do.

you are everything,
you are nothing,
no one could ever find the right words for you;
i know it's not nice,
but your name will have to suffice,
so... what are you?