Warfare is not fair;
The winner is chosen
By the last man standing.
But what about all those
Who died in his place,
All those heroes?
Shouldn’t they get
To decide the winner?
They scream from
Their makeshift graves
That war isn’t the solution.
They shout that peace
Is the best weapon,
Peace in your faults.
Countries of this world,
Do you hear them?
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