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Caskets with Roses


Hiroshima started it all,
A plane with the bomb, so powerful, though small,

Now our planets doomed to fall,
Unless you stand up and resist, penetrate their wall

Now society has accepted war; what is all this violence for?
Proud men killing, for their countries pride
But murdering is an unforgivable crime, so I decide to hide,
From society's insanity

Hatred is what obstinacy exposes, many caskets with many roses,
A war was won; meanwhile growing boys learn to use guns,

Hatred is what stubborness exposes, one more door to utopia closed

Landscapes trampled across, by distant eyes,
Jungle animals confused by strange cries,
Battleships intruding, the oceans water and lives,
cities dangerously crowded by guns and knives

The sky is red all living things dead,
You can't see the sun, it blends with the sky,
As you stand there motionless you die, die, die,
The future decided for us!

(This poem was included in the 1988 end of year poetry journal, GAIA, published by Laguna Hills High School.)