AND THEN THERE WERE NONE A fight for survival, mans quest for power to rule, Fear and ignorance but money will be the tool. Inventors of destruction, builders of a force, The enemy is our brother, traitor to the land. Which side are we on, who is on our side, Conflict and hatred, how many must have to die? And then there were none, not much left to say, Put the bombs away, we may have another day. Keith Garrett
And that, would be how we eventually, ruin our selves!
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On Fri, May 21, 2021 at 12:01 AM keithgarrettpoetry wrote: