War Poems
0A Brief History Of Modern Warfare Vis-a-Vis Men And Woman
The Evolutionary War Wife: Wife created in likeness of diety, concludes husband descended from ape.
The Uncivil Wife War: Slave man uprises against cruel evil owner.
The First World War Wife: The wife to end all wives. War declared. It ended.
Wife World War Two: No peace in our time. After years of conflict, loser Wife passes Marital Martial Plan. Husband gives all money to rebuild loser.
The Korean Police Action Wife: Too much action. Wife calls police. Peace breaks out after divorce.
The War Wife From Southeast Asia: Linga, linga ling, ling, ling, ling, ling. It’s over.
The Islamic War Wife: Husband refuses to submit. Jihad finally forces him to knees. He prays it will end soon.
This poem was written/submitted by Dee Shaw.
0 the war on drugs
the war for correctness
the war on terror
fought with the weapons of
drugs
terror
blatant inhumanity
it’s a war alright
a war against freedom
fought from the inside
against itself
a cancer
that can only be cured
with civil action
while we still have the option
this country runs on business
we have no time for the considerations
of the individual
what are you going to do about it
myself
i am working on the morning after pill
for groutesque unwise congress
again cheers across the pond
for the workers
and cheers for tony
for whatever it’s worth
it’s the best thing you’ve done in a while
you have regained a shred of dignity
This poem was written/submitted by Nat Z. Punx.
0 Is war and torture all that is left,
of a world full of people who claim to be deft,
at making peace, and healing the earth,
when taking life seems to start at birth,
when I was young it was war, war, war,
war with myself, and the entire core,
of man, machines, pollutants and fishing,
but they are still here,
there is no point in wishing,
that they were all gone, and our world is alright,
just keep watching the news every night,
it seems so mad, it cannot be sane,
that the world keeps on fighting,
and the song remains the same.
This poem was written/submitted by nik new.
0 The time of war
we think nothing of it
our lives go on
even though hundreds die
we think nothing of it
when we see or hear people dieing
we turn our heads
when we hear the screaming
our lives move on
even after war
those families who are left
can’t take this anymore
war is important
and very dangerous
yet most Americans
think the complete opposite
our lives should change
more than they do
after war one day
there wont be anything to do
we’ll destroy ourselves
if we keep this up
not caring about war
and what it does to us.
This poem was written/submitted by Shauna Stoltz.
0 The time of war
we think nothing of it
our lives go on
even though hundreds die
we think nothing of it
when we see or hear people dieing
we turn our heads
when we hear the screaming
our lives move on
even after war
those families who are left
can’t take this anymore
war is important
and very dangerous
yet most Americans
think the complete opposite
our lives should change
more than they do
after war one day
there wont be anything to do
we’ll destroy ourselves
if we keep this up
not caring about war
and what it does to us.
This poem was written/submitted by Shauna Stoltz.
0 war…war…war…
war can kill, war can be killed
war can hurt, and war can please
war is bad, and war is good
war can bring death and war can bring joy
war is like a game there is one winner and one looser
war can be a bridge and war can be a tunnle
war can blind, war can deaf
war can help, war cant help
war is a word that has no meaning
war changes the world to great or bad
war is a simple thing
war is not evil or good
war can be stopped, war can stop
war can be nothing or it can be everything
i’ve been in war it is not hard and it is not easy
you dont need much to be in the war
all u need is a heart full of pride
and if u dont have that u will get shot and die
This poem was written/submitted by joe yourmom.
0 WAR MEANS death……,
WAR MEANS destruction……,
WAR MEANS fire……,
WAR MEANS bombing…..,
WAR MEANS sorrow…..
WAR MEANS turmoil…..,
WAR MEANS tears……,
WAR MEANS guns…..,
WAR MEANS blood……,
WAR MEANS confusion….,
WAR MEANS explosions…..,
WAR MEANS mutilation……,
WAR MEANS sickness……,
WAR MEANS killing…..,
WAR MEANS occupation…..,
WAR MEANS loss……,
And lots more……,
But after one side…..,
Or the other side…..,
Has finally had enough….,
And lays down their arms
To surrender and give up…..,
WAR MEANS PEACE….! ! !
….
This poem was written/submitted by Trade Martin.
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