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Jan. 1, 2006 Is having war a relief of terrorism? That is a word that this world holds. Everyone must know how to spell it now. It has been here, and revolved sense the beginning. There is only way to fight terrorism. That would involve fighting God, and possibly the Devil. How stupid could the man be? Who would want to fight that? Where has the power of freedom gone? I understand there is only one God. Now, that war is worth fighting. Maybe, then, terrorism would become extinct. Why not go fight a war in Ecuador. Well, they are cannibals. Is this our intentions to raise our children to this. We do go to school, and college to learn these things. Yet, the world is in the Holy Land, and blowing it to smothered eons. Killing every man, woman, and child in sight. Throwing pop tarts out of airplanes because it is cheaper. Bombs cost a lot of money. Onto children’s heads, and is that not terrorism? If not, you have been watching too much TV. Talk about TV. My dad was sergeant in World War Two. From the beginning until the end, stories were told. Before, and after his death I was told them, also, some times by my mother. It was not my dads doing. He took a vacation for three days. The men were allowed this twice or so a year. He brought my mother back to where he worked. It was a large eating area. He wanted to show off his wife to the men. This was before he had to say goodbye to her. Her mother, and dad put her in a science lab for five years in this war. Chained to a brick wall standing 24/7. Dad ordered soup as always, and the same for mom. When dad was done, he called over the man serving. He asked to speak to the chef. The man came out to the table. Dad explained to him. It was the best soup he ever tasted. Also, wanted to know where he got the meat. Dad knew there was no meat. The man explained some dead fresh men came in. They were laying out back, and he made soup. My mom left my dad forever that day. She always lived with him, but down stairs. War turns men insane. I am not sure what dad ever did to those men. Dad carried that to his grave. War turns men into murders, and nothing more. It is a proven fact. Mental abuse is worse then physical. War is harm, and means danger. Terrorism can’t be healed by war. This war started for another reason. They want to give it a name called terrorism. So, every time they start another war. It all about terrorism. There is no reason for celebrating New Years. In 2005 what do we have to celebrate? There will be a lot more terrorism. War is just that to the human eye, and mind. It is a constant battle of countries not getting along. Also, they are not willing to work together. God says we are all born from his seed. Why do we argue so much, then? Maybe, he argues among his self. Next year will be the same if not worse. Lets hope not, though. Terrorism is only good for one use. God uses terrorism to change things. It takes bigger terror to relieve the bad. That is up to God though, and maybe he does start war. It makes me wonder if he does not. If he does not want something to happen, it doesn’t. The matter of many problems lies within the bible. A book wrote by men of Jesus’ time. It does not say if these men went to Hell or Heaven. So, in many ways some humans get mislead. For, they have not went to church enough. Some think it is ok to go out with many people at one time. They rid it in the bible of some men of that time. Then, this raises a mislead world. Changes it into something it is not suppose to be. The world did not want one man with many, At the very beginning of time, he would of made many. God didn’t, and he made two. Two probably of everything. Terrorism is not a friend, and never becomes one. Its hatred is forever, and never kindled. War is a fire, and will never be put out. It started right after Adam, and Eve. It will go on from past mistakes done. It might say it stops, but it has not. Thoughts of doing more destruction are in some ones mind. Rather it is today or thousand years from now. God was like that to. Give it a couple thousand years to think it over. Then, come back big time. Living in the world of the 2000’s every one seems mad. The weather seems to be the worst. This is another war victim led by a man, and possible. It takes one man to start every thing. War begins by one man’s gossip. The sword of the tongue should be cut off. Then, we would not have terrorism. A poet needs to be rid in time of world war. Although, the world is in a state it don’t want help. Every thing wants to rule the world. They are not willing to give peace a chance. So, the bad take the poetry away. Never to be seen by a heart. This is war. Although, they publish devil stuff. In the case maybe if you were blind, and poor. They would publish you. They would give, and then to take away. Some love the thought of putting you in your grave before your time. To me that is a form of terrorism. I know this for I saw it happen from a publisher. Many that run these places are Author’s. It is a way to get to the top. Author’s help them along the way. When they make it the other Author’s are dropped. No Author wants to see another does better. In war, they use hypnotizing on every thing you watch. Everything you see, and everything you hear. It is a way to make you believe what they are saying is good. Making you think blowing up the holy land for one. Most in the 1900’s or earlier would of killed you if you did. In fact it is God’s, and Jesus’ home town. I would be mad if someone blew my hometown up. I can go on and on, although, war is terrorism. One that should be used only by God to fight evil. War is just that. Killing the good, and from one man’s view. For the most part, he is trying to get his own way. Another, war runs in his family. His father or mother told him what to do. They did this many years ago. I know because my dad told me all about the 2000’s, and world war. There is only one cure for terrorism, and that’s work together. To bad most publishers are Authors. If there is one out there wants a poet, I am here. Yet, please do not be an Author your self. Cause, I believe my poetry causes peace. The End ------------ About the author Marlene Thornton: Born in Fredericton New Brunswick Canada. My bio is on my home page. I have won many awards in poetry. Also, editors choice award dor 2003. Two of my novels, Sensual Chips and Devil's Edge, are now for sale on my webpage: MarleneThornton.com http://dear.to/mars Sign Marlene's blog book Email: marsbar0007@yahoo.com Tell a friend about this site! ------------ All articles are EXCLUSIVE to Useless-Knowledge.com and are not allowed to be posted on other websites. ARTICLE THIEVES WILL BE PROSECUTED! |
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