<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=578865" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The war poem</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">War is woe<br> War is pain<br> War is when you've nothing left to gain<br> It is the sound of people at battle <br> It is the sound of gunfire rattle<br> It is when you know you're time has come <br> You hear the beating of the drum <br> We all know that war isn't right <br> so please God let there be peace tonight</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Bill+Frakes">Bill Frakes</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=578865" data-title="The war poem de Bill Frakes" data-description="War is woe War is pain War is when you've nothing left to gain It is the sound of people at battle It is the sound of gunfire rattle It is when you know you're time has come You hear the beating of the drum We all know that..."></div> </div> </div>

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