War

People often say why cant this world be perfect.With no discrimination, no worries over territories, and senseless means of violence.A world like this seems far out of reach.World leaders use propaganda to manipulate children and those weak hearted adults to fight for what they believe in. Not knowing they mean nothing to the person their fighting for.Why die just to be another statistic? These wars we fight everyday lead to nothing but more wars.Every confrontation, every drive- by, every sworn in gang members leads to numbers. Discriminaton we watch on television and experience in everyday life draws us closer to death.

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Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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