Rockets explode Gaseous death ensues Bullets whirl. Masses of innocents Are but the sacrifices To the Lord of Chaos. Battlegrounds littered with corpses, While generals cheer victory. But who pays the ultimate price? We all do.
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Reviewed by Dan Summerfield (Reader)
Reviewed on January 13, 2004
Chris;
There are many Lords of War, all itching to have the young pull a trigger or release a bomb to make the world safe for the old.
Who pays the price? Yes, We do. But ultimately All do.
I admire this message written from the heart, but universal themes, which "War" certainly is, need universal phrases to deliver the message to both heart and mind of the reader.
A good effort and I look forward to reading your other works.
The gifted and fascinating Urban Poet, Asa D Seeley, once again speaks. He introduces a New Genre of Poetry...Reality Confrontation. Juxtaposed with Essay and staying true to his unique style, Asa brings a breath of...fresh air...to the world of poet
In a post-coup America, an Illinois farm boy is drawn into the resistance by his brother's death. Captured, he is given a choice: betray his friends, or the girl he loves will be lobotomized.
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There are many Lords of War, all itching to have the young pull a trigger or release a bomb to make the world safe for the old.
Who pays the price? Yes, We do. But ultimately All do.
I admire this message written from the heart, but universal themes, which "War" certainly is, need universal phrases to deliver the message to both heart and mind of the reader.
A good effort and I look forward to reading your other works.
Dan S.