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It’s madness to see what we people have wrought
With two world wars and millions of bones
But nations won’t learn ‘til the third one is fought
A fourth will be fought using sticks and stones
About the Creator
Earl W. Pearl
I’ve been writing poetry (rhyming mostly) since about 2014 and have recently transitioned to writing novels and short stories. My poetry genres are faith, humor, social issues, politics, pretty much any subject matter.
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Comments (2)
Your thought-provoking poem highlights the tragic cycle of human history, thank you very much for sharing, love your works, hope to read more, subscribed.
Very significant messaging here—I couldn’t agree more.