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“The Armless Tics by Stewart Stafford Never again, the blustering brass said, Inked in blood, my generation dead, Human meat carved with lunatic aplomb, No cowering allowed from gun or bomb. Lice, rats, and mud—war zeal’s reality. Trench foot and poisoned-gas lethality, Churned hellscape, where no man can be, Scribbling letters home to preserve sanity. The artillery’s heartbeat, now silent, aghast, Shells raining on future, present, and past, On a last keepsake bullet, I etched “11-11”, Through influenza, faint prayers to Heaven. © 2025, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.”

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Author:Stewart Stafford
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“Lost In black as solid as a mire In a land no one would die for In a time I was lost To anyone who ever loved me The world set itself on fire And the sky collapsed above me In a place no one could call home In a place I breathed and slept In a battle no one understood That continued all the same I sat defenseless and alone With the insignificance of my name In the midst of the Lord’s birth On a night meant to be peaceful In a country of the Prophet Where women don’t live free I spoke to God from the shaking Earth And prayed my mother would forgive me In a city without power In a desert torn by religion In a bank between two rivers We added up the decade’s cost And glorified the final hour Of a war that everyone had lost In the dust of helplessness In a concrete bunker In a fate I chose myself I waited without remorse To fight again as recompense For wasted lives and discourse -an original poem about an attack on our base in Iraq during the Arab Spring”

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Author:Dianna Skowera
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“There is a monstrous garden in the sky Nightly they sow it fresh. Nightly it springs, Luridly splendid, towards the moon on high. Red-poppy flares, and fire-bombs rosy-bright Shell-bursts like hellborn sunflowers, gold and white Lilies, long-stemmed, that search the heavens' height... They tend it well, these gardeners on wings! How rich these blossoms, hideously fair Sprawling above the shuddering citadel As though ablaze with laughter! Lord, how long Must we behold them flower, ruthless, strong Soaring like weeds the stricken worlds among Triumphant, gay, these dreadful blooms of hell? O give us back the garden that we knew Silent and cool, where silver daisies lie, The lovely stars! O garden purple-blue Where Mary trailed her skirts amidst the dew Of ageless planets, hand-in-hand with You And Sleep and Peace walked with Eternity..... But here I sit, and watch the night roll by. There is a monstrous garden in the sky! (written during an air raid, London, midnight, October 1941)”

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“Ne'er Fade Away by Stewart Stafford The hillside piper's requiem, Guides old soldier's bones, To slain brothers of his youth, No longer a marching memory. His scars, Valhalla's roadmap, His medals, coins for Charon, His conquests, the beacon fire, His blood scours the path ahead. This churned earth is now home, Weeping craters, foxholes beatified, Barbed wire hands joined in praying, The minefield of life cleared for us all. © Stewart Stafford, 2022. All rights reserved.”

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Author:Stewart Stafford
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“The hunger for power has made them cruel They shed humanity and shed every rule They bow to the devil, deny what is just Scatter the innocent and trample to dust They speak of peace, yet sharpen their steel, Call the weak "Third World" and aim to kill. Freedom of speech they loudly preach, But wealth and greed are their true reach. They silence the voices that rise against them, Behind angelic masks, hearts are dark, damn. They say that weapons were hidden deep, A kind of danger that will never sleep. So armies marched on innocent lands, And crushed the weak with ruthless hands. No one knows how many were trampled under boot, Girls stripped in the street, women stomped under foot Blood flowed like rivers, streets ran red, Children were orphaned, shattered, and dead. Iraq burned beneath an open sky, Thousands of mothers learned to cry Greed for oil brought them to this land, Lust for wealth left cruelty with no end. That wasn't enough; they targeted many more, From Vietnam to Kabul, from Libya to Lebanon's shore. Across Africa, so many places even heaven's door Bombs rained on innocents, victims of war. In halls of power, the deals were made, Morals and mercy began to fade. Oil and gas, silver and gold, Every treasure they tried to hold. They dream of splitting Russia into parts, To rule the West and Asia through dark arts. They tore the USSR apart, Spread poison into the heart. Hard to see the rise of another nation, So they spread chaos, and call it "liberation. They whispered to Ukraine promises and favors, And scripted a war between two neighbors. Their principles nailed upon the cross, Forgetting what Jesus' crucifixion cost. With thirst for blood, wealth, and dominion, Two ancient foes at last in union. Some came to Palestine as exiles, Scorned by time and European trials. Slowly, shrewdly, they grabbed the land. Palestine seized in ugly bloody hand. Those who once gave shelter and bread Now mourn the countless children dead. Hind Rajab is not alone in their cruelty, Countless children lost to that same brutality. They build their dreamworld on Palestinians' cries, On broken homes and silenced lives. A kingdom rising from despair, While justice fades into thin air. United Nations, blind before oppression, Deaf to the cries born of aggression. A helpless puppet in a ruthless game, Baking its bread on bodies in flame. They call themselves peacekeepers, The biggest lie the world ever hears. They built NATO Just to threaten the world with fears. Fear of Russia they loudly proclaim, To trap Europe was their real aim. Nations trapped in a game of fear Believing the lies they choose to hear. But behind the shield they offered, Another plan was laid. Their lands slowly turned into bases Where foreign armies stayed. Whispers rise around Iran again, All know what hidden aims remain. In the name of women’s freedom, They claim to fight, Yet countless schoolgirls paid the cost, The school was bombed, was that right? For them, no law, no rule holds sway They're street thugs who take and walk away The White House sends black deeds forth, No matter how many die, victory is worth. Cafe Ground Zero cooks recipe of vision with no shame, they celebrate every invasion Beneath the greed and false flag, Old wars returned in a new hashtag. This nation, ruined and ruled by the power hungry and cruel, Dreams to lead the world while breaking every rule. The hunger for power has made them cruel, they shed humanity and rewrite every rule.”

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