There are no flags to wave
in the middle of the war.
No important words to proclaim
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It is our indifference to war and other peoples suffering, that makes it continue. For most, peace is an impossible dream, as long as we think this way, peace will never come and the red poppies will keep growing.
a posing theological level you give...a venue, where faith has to be reviewed ....i like that this poem be part of theological study.....so puzzling and full of intrigue.....cheer up....magnificently done for the reader to ponder....a 10 +++++....God bless you
Amazing how you've put my subconscious thoughts into words............ We share the same emotions without even knowing each other. Great poem, great point! Ruthie: -)
Ah! You did that subject justice. Read mine - Time For Another - Adeline