Poem 1: War and Broken Promises

People and countries eternally fighting,

Blood being spilled since the advent of writing.


Technologies advance, more people die,

More and more families beginning to cry.


Everyone mourns, 'never forget',

History's full of humanity's regrets.


People vow never to fight,

But then again, might makes right.

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Whelp, this is what happens when my cynicism goes out of hand it seems. About the advent of writing bit, people have been fighting each other long before then but when its on writing, it is more 'official.' It's a little joke of mine. Anyways I hope this...kinda makes your day!

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