War

Addicted to war,

the poison of fear;

there is no end

I can see near

We heed their call,

those Dogs of War,

march to their drum;

they hate to the core

Why do we listen,

answer their call?

Why do we march

To societies fall?

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About a foolhardy florilegium

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