Remedy of Existing Conflicts

This space we call reality...
Was not intended to be controlled,
By those who believe a 'oneness' THEY hold!
Like a cancer spreading to kill living cells,
There is a remedy of existing conflicts,
They now see closing in upon them as well.
From a 'hell' manufactured.

They seek hopelessly to find a cure!
However...
They have exposed themselves as encapable
Of using any knowledge
For curing their taste to conquer and rule!
Clueless they are as to what makes heat hotter.

They've enjoyed for too long,
Producing the weapons...
To watch the build up of increasing flames!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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