War

We fight our wars for some vain glory;

The endless tale – our heroes story.

If we were ‘gifted’ by Spirits above;

Why do we plunder in the name of some God’s love?

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.

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