War – Conversation Poem
The man sat at his vending-stall
one bright spring sunny day
selling his wares to one and all
and plying his interesting trade
people looked quite interested
in the bombs and the hand grenades
and he told all about their history
and of the 1914 war.
Some shook their heads
some made remarks
about that long gone war
too bad that all those young boys
died, were maimed,
so many long years ago …
“aren’t we lucky” one man did say
“that war is now just history,
that no one needs to die today
for empires and positions”.
I heard a man sit there and say
“sometimes war can’t be avoided …
it’s all about peace, you know
and who first does the invading”.
I saw a woman shake her head
“I’m glad that war’s behind us!”
but then I think about the news
and say: “War is all around us.”
Written for All in a Word – Bastet’s Sunday Prompts
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For once I`m on time to see this since I am 6 hours behind actually. A fun prompt…so many stories, poems to write about this one! check it out!
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Great poem, Georgia, and love how you tie it up nicely. We do tend to be guilty of this more than I would like to admit…
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I think it has to do with human nature actually…I’ve known people who are totally dedicated to an ideal…and then without even realizing it they betray it regularly…so it’s got to be something in our DNA…
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Recycling is a great example, gossiping…we are human and guilty…lol
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lol…so true!
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Georgia this is one of your best. Excellent treatment of the prompt. I liked this very much.
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Thanks Michael..it seems to be a subject I really feel strongly about.
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You did very well Georgia, your passion showed through.
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🙂 thanks!
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Nothing is ever truly behind us it seems.
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Well, philosphically, nothing is ever behind us either nor in front of us…but as you say, our memory keeps everything pretty much current!
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