Funeral ashes are still hot,
Sermons loud,
Chanting still heard
Seasons come and go,
Cycles of sorrow repeat,
Corpses petrify
Souls testify eternally
Decades of war and peace intermingle
War for Peace,
Peace in War.
Bushels of bombs and detonators ready
Crackers explode in the joy of slaughter
Gorges of hinterlands
Shelter unnatural copulation
Bushes camouflage soldiery masturbation.
Love and hate decay in war,
Lovemaking a distant dream
Spouses pray and betray
Conscience creeps as millipedes
Cockroaches overcoming violence and
Nonviolence.
Man dies for peace in war
Hitler embraces Buddha
Chief Seattle mourns his clan
Old water still flows
Funeral ashes are still hot.
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