To Lucasta on Choosing Peace
i am kind, tell me now my dear
i shall not go to war
i shall have a distaste for arms
i love your breasts
i love this peace of mind
Honestly, i do not have any mistress
not a foe anywhere
what for is the gun, the tanks and the nuclear warheads?
I will be consistent in my humble stand
and you shall adore
i love you so much
and i hate all these wars.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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