I don't know why we have war,
Just don't see what it is for.
Couldn't we just play a game of chess,
On a board, as friends, not a test?

Of wills, of minds, or of power
Just a solution, not a shower
Of bullets, bombs and dying.
Simple truths, without the lying.

04/11/1975

Author's Note: Written near the end of the Vietnam Conflict.

Posted on 03/24/2006
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