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This is what poetry means to me:

MEN

They live to survive in a vast universe
On a small planet which they call mother earth
They have no idea of where it all began
And yearn to know the beginnings of man

They ask, they seek, and still don't understand
What is the purpose and nature of the man
Who wishes to control another man's will
When they say, "no" and don't understand still

What in the universe will help man live in peace
Without being ruled by governmental beasts
Without struggling with each other to survive
Without sacrificing their most precious lives

What can man do to have peace on earth
Among other men who are all giving birth
To new baby men who they wish to receive
The knowledge of life from the old men indeed

But why do they keep destroying each other
Killing more men, new men and their mothers
When all they need do is to love one another
And bring forth the future for all men and their brothers

Will men ever learn?

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