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Boom

Boom

A Story by Faithy


Change doesn't come from Washington. Change comes to Washington. - Barack Obama
Axis, 0.03

Axis, 0.03

A Chapter by Erasmuss


So, the Rain is Falling. o.o3 Axis It rained. A noise like drumming fingers that trickled through the veil of fog that lay over his mind, b..
Nation Under Fire

Nation Under Fire

A Poem by


What will happen when resources run out and people are on edge??? What happenes if we get a dictator????
Standing With You

Standing With You

A Poem by David Winters


Lyrics/Poem I came up with a while ago.
God-Steps

God-Steps

A Poem by Beatrice Mars


With your gun, But like a child, You’ve taken your first Teeny tiny God-steps. Just one bullet here, Just one body there, ..
Man Zion

Man Zion

A Poem by Abdul Batin Osman Bey


wrote this while listening to lots of Dub Reggae music
the doves have flown

the doves have flown

A Poem by Helen Margaret Crutchett


The Doves Have Flown The fire burns white hotScorching and melting bodiesThe streets run red rivers of blood…The doves of peace can fi..
War Zone Living

War Zone Living

A Poem by Saint No-One


a poetic description of the world in which I live
Love and War

Love and War

A Story by Aeneas Barton


Two lovers on opposite sides of a war meet for a date, only to be put in a compromising situation
Guns !  Knives !  And Bombs !

Guns ! Knives ! And Bombs !

A Story by Easter3


We don't need any Gun Laws ! No matter what Laws you put on the Books, if someone wants to Gun you down, Knife you or blow you up, they'll do it !
Em Pleh

Em Pleh

A Poem by EMMIE


Digging ditches in my back yard I see demons in my sleep at night Pictures, pictures go away Pictures of the bodies that I slayed I was figh..
Messerschmitt Death Machine

Messerschmitt Death Machine

A Poem by NICK ARMBRISTER


vicious war in the air over germany in ww2
The Bunker

The Bunker

A Poem by David Lewis Paget


They hid in a concrete bunker there While the bombs flew overhead, Each bomb had seemed to be closer, and At times, they thought th..
Bombs

Bombs

A Poem by J.L. Herrera


Poem from my collection called "Dancing with Shadows"
What Died in the Past

What Died in the Past

A Chapter by Arwen Thatcher


Mom and Dad never agreed on anything. Polar opposites. I never understood how they stayed together. Or how they got together in the first place. B..

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