A Poem a Day

During the year 2015 I have chosen to take on a challenge to write a poem everyday. I will try to put them all here everyday.


90. March 31st

A machine gun chatters,

Like a thousand pebbles falling onto a rock.

It hands out many deaths every minute,

Every minute it ends many lives.


If we were not opposite sides of no man’s land,

We would be friends not enemies.

Just because we are in trenches that face each other,

We have to kill no matter we think.


Who is responsible for the death dealt,

By a gun, a piece of metal?

It is the gun’s fault for killing a man?

Is it the fault of the gunner for pulling the trigger?


Is the manufacturer who made the gun

Responsible for the murder?

Or is it the one who gave the order

Causing the man to end another’s life?


Who is responsible for the losses in a war?

Who can be blamed for innocent men killing each other?

They are not men but puppets

Controlled by others, not thinking just acting.


The one who shoots knows not why,

The one killed knows not why,

The one who orders knows not why,

Why does war take place?

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