Wednesday, March 7, 2012


The words we use
hold deeper truths,
which often are ignored,
if even known,
or recognised,
as what they really are.
A word like 'war'
seems simple,
and yet we know
it's truth,
and when
we turn it on itself;
reveals it yet again.
For war is only
ever raw, in tooth
and claw and death;
as something basic,
backward - untouched
by wiser Self.
However much 
we tell ourselves,
that war will bring
us good - the hidden
heart within the word
puts lie in bed 
with death.

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