We have to stop the war

The world is sore,
From having so many wars,
You can’t just stuff it in a drawer,
It is going to wash up on are shore,
And when it does it will be so hardcore,
You won’t be able to ignore, It anymore,
It’s like were looking for,
An open door,
That we will have to prepare for,
Once more,
It will hurt like a cold sore,
I can’t take it any more,
What is the answer to this war?
Is it lying on the ocean floor?
We need a man who can make a plan that even a monkey can understand,
Hopefully this plan will come soon because if it doesn’t there will be consequences

poem by Jacob Gifford
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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