"warefare" poems - Hello Poetry

As society developed so did greed As communities grew hate tagged along As technologies developed descrimination and warefare took charge Is that human nature? To discriminate to want to steal to take Is that genetic? NO! history is no excuse thousands of years may change Hatred is not tradition Warefare is not a way of life and anyone who says other wise Has their head in the same place as ancient civilizations We are human and humans evolve so why do we think the same as we did THOUSANDS OF YEARS AGO? Change this way of life Change the world,

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Sep 10, 2014

Sep 10, 2014 at 1:46 PM UTC

devin-blazejowski

society developed did we?

As society developed so did greed As communities grew hate tagged along As technologies developed descrimination and warefare took charge Is that human nature? To discriminate to want to steal to take Is that genetic? NO! history is no excuse thousands of years may change Hatred is not tradition Warefare is not a way of life and anyone who says other wise Has their head in the same place as ancient civilizations We are human and humans evolve so why do we think the same as we did THOUSANDS OF YEARS AGO? Change this way of life Change the world,

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To sit still in the darkness again Velvet flowing from the Heavens Graped over golden arms Revealing a fallen angel Perked on trees that were Crying with perfect pitch Gathering up our souls Preparing for her feast Gladly we are devoured Sitting in the darkness Watching an angel cry Speaking false words as truths Engaging emotions like chemical warefare Shredding my last bit of humanity Reinventing the burning triangle Call me out of the dark Feast upon what is left

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Mar 24, 2017

Mar 24, 2017 at 10:43 PM UTC

beaux

39 Steps

To sit still in the darkness again Velvet flowing from the Heavens Graped over golden arms Revealing a fallen angel Perked on trees that were Crying with perfect pitch Gathering up our souls Preparing for her feast Gladly we are devoured Sitting in the darkness Watching an angel cry Speaking false words as truths Engaging emotions like chemical warefare Shredding my last bit of humanity Reinventing the burning triangle Call me out of the dark Feast upon what is left

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Warfare It was you who made the decision. You, who detonated the bomb. So there's no use telling me you've been scorched by the blaze, When I'm The One Who's In Pieces.

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Dec 4, 2016

Dec 4, 2016 at 6:03 AM UTC

florence-black

Warefare

Warfare It was you who made the decision. You, who detonated the bomb. So there's no use telling me you've been scorched by the blaze, When I'm The One Who's In Pieces.

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