Life is something that happens to each of us, while we are planning our dreams. Life is not always pretty, and sometimes it is ugly as hell. When men and woman are killing and dying, because some politician says they should, it bothers me.

     This poem was written during the first Gulf war, but it applies as much today, as it did back then. That my friends, is a truly horrendous thought.

Hope it makes you think.

Love freely, laugh a lot, and live long.

Ciao for now.

Be well.

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