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Returning Home

written by: Beth Tremaglio



"A bomb set off in another country
  will explode in the streets from
  which it came." - Beth


Streets built from seeds of
upon the graves
of dead men's bones
a people can do nothing
but reflect the same disease.
Wars will always come home
in the forms of scattered chaos,
blood will return
to the shores from which it came.
Empires founded from death
will end in the death of its own creations.
The same flames used upon
lands unknown
will burn from within and expose
the diseases of its soil
men will turn upon their own
hate for hate
prejudice for prejudice
each desiring the other to conform
each considering themselves supreme in thought and values of life held in the form of a single bullet
shot countries away has now returned to the soils from it came.
there is no peace in chaos
there is no peace in war
only the burning of wings.



When a country is at war more than peace, can stability be given?
Can a land falling uphold another?
When a country is decaying morally can it have virtue?
If a country is diseased it will do nothing more then spread illness.

Beth Tremaglio

Beth Tremaglio

JULY 2016 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Finding my way back to myself through writing and climbing.
Randomness of thoughts
Writing words, letting them live through me
Beth Tremaglio

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