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war the game of power,
the toy of the greedy ones
it's vicious and heinous
it annihilates mankind
history witnessed this atrocities
but man never learns

why?

here are some causes
I know there sre more
but the popular ones
they're hard to ignore

some say to reduce population
some say it's for fun
what's with all the profits
from selling nukes and guns

ah..what about the people
did they die in vain?
or were they just poor victims
and simply forgotten?

well here we are again
with Russia against Ukraine
much like always
nothing ever change

victims here and there
refugees everywhere
would you be so kind for them
and say a little prayer?

now I can say more
but I feel distressed
my heart is bleeding
and yet I am helpless

one thing I can say if I held the key
I would stop this madness
make this world safe and free
for you and me, and the whole humanity

Ukraine was the subject in the year 2014
NATO did a lot of convincing and planning
closer and closer to Russia was the plan
and so the conflict has begun

2016 Trump in the US got elected
he assured peace all over the horizon
as a matter of fact now we know
no war or invasion took place in his reign

2020 the democrats stole the election
the puppets installed stupid Biden and claimed they won
look at him, what a senile pathetic old man
and so Russia attacked Ukraine again

here we are so anxious as to what's next
will Ukraine prevail or get blown into pieces?
in the meantime victims are dying
and the world just watch don't do anything

I'm thinking WW3 has just begun
it seems to me, we'll never really learn
humanity is doomed again and again
ah greed and power it always win

wake up I say, let's do something
we'll unite our vigor and strength
let's fight these fascist and socialist
let's pray to God that this will end.




About this poem:
It looks like there's no end to human sufferings because of power and greed

There's a presentation of Dr. Wendell Meirshuemer explaining why this invasion happened

Curled up in the corner of the dungeon, my head resting on the young dragons back, I can feel him breathing, peaceful and gentle.

And suddenly the air changed, charged with an energy, compelling and Strong.

The young dragon stired and rubbed his face softly against the Dungeon Master's hand.

Looking up into eye's that knew me, that smiled into mine, I happily placed my hand into his where it belongs.

Once a beautiful thing so free and open, the wind lifting her wings into the air.

She's curled up on a pile of sand, the space in her back for the key is empty and a hole remains.

The key forever in His hands.

THE WORLD IN DARKNESS

Darkness has overcome the world
Uncertainty rules our minds
It seems the goodness in our hearts vanished
Selfishness thrive in abundance
Hasn't the Lord assured us all the time?
That all of these will come to pass
There will be tribulations at first
But in the end the chosen ones will stand?
Why be afraid then?
Why do we let our fear and panic reign?
Just be ready and steadfast
There is nothing we can do but trust
It is only through our faith that salvation is attained
We should know that, if we remained... loyal Only to Him
And followed His path.

I reckon sins got hold of the best of most of us
I know I have been a sinner for sometime
But I know, too, that I changed..I am sure He knows
How I kept my promise of not sinning again, and again..
And so with earnest in my mind, heart and in my soul
I deeply, regrettably wanting to carry the cross
He bore for all of us
And if in the end, I am still one of the Lost..I will still hope,
I will be found...because I always believed...
He is the Only Way and the Life...
Our Lord Jesus..

Amen.

mumble, mumble, mumble , phew
looks like the poodle done a poo
scrapers, wipes and sprays too
now your off to have a spew
your turning green and going to chuck
while that damm dog runs amuck
who is to blame you ask all's there
looking around with their hands in the air
bloody dog you say must go
but the floor is all clean no spots dp show
he he comes for a pat
maybe time to by that mat.

bark ,bark ,bark,bark
hey you stop that yap
bark,bark,bark,bark
now right cut that crap
bark,bark,bark,bark
you know i can see you
bark,bark,bark,bark
right now i'm getting a shoe
bark,bark,bark,bark
my god will it never end
bark,bark,bark,bark
before it send's me right round the bend
bark,bark,bark,bark
hey are you nearly done
bark ,bark,bark,bark
right now you had better run.

the Australian light horse did as they could
were dropped on a beach where they never have should
they held the hills and stood, stood,stood
when they where asked for more , they all said they would

these great Australian's fought hard and long
for what they stand for they where never wrong
for ever in our thoughts these brave men will never be gone
this strength is what we have left of them to go on.

as i sit here on my bed
all these thoughts go round my head
many tears have i shed
now i sit i start to cry
over the night that you die
where you ill and did you lie
reliving things from the past
memory's that long will last
no more dark shadows can be cast
sad and alone here i sit
am running low and out of wit
really dont know anymore where i fit.

my monster doesn't lurk or hide to spring out to attack you.
no he sneaks up on you he doe's.
he is very cunning is my monster.
he arrives by capsule or pram.
and i pick him up or he gets handed to me , doe's my monster.
and when i have him, he lays in my giant old arms.
he looks up and he see's me , his eyes go big and huge and then my monster grins.
a huge big grin , yes he doe's.
he is in his granddad's arms looking up,he smiles , with big eyes open.
then my monster blows bubbles.
he knows he is safe in these old arms and protected and loved.
watched over by his grand mum and his nog who have both pass on now.
as he falls sleep cuddled into my old hard arms.
he smiles and he blows bubbles.
he is my monster, my grandson.