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Poem of the Month

Ploughshares
© 2001 by Night Hawke

superpower:

nuclear 

missile piles

tomahawk cruisers smart 

bombs B-1 B-2 stealth 

fighters

destroyers

mortars, landmines

M-16's

F-16's, F-15's

rocket launchers this

patriot missile that's

strategic defense

initiative Abrams 

M1 tank

Hummers

jump to  jets Los

Angeles Submarines

air craft carrier

battleship

frigates

AWACS

a-tackk 

helicopters

anti aircraft guns

were all 

 

they could be

in the

Army

 

Navy

 

Air-Force

 

Marines

 

superpower

super towers

CIA, NSA

satellites

 

and they beat

our swords

with our ploughshares

 

When power leads man toward arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the areas of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of his existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
-- John Fitzgerald Kennedy

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