it is so hard to find
and when found, too hard,
far too hard for man to contain
that of hate and hurt inside.
So short a life and yet a war preferred
what a loss to a mind so rich
to limit intelligence to guns and war
when a peace creatively explored
is so enriching, life sustaining –
Man can never be complete
and yet here we are repeat and deplete
as war drums again do beat.
February 7th, 2015
Tags: The Long War