when we run out of bullets, we have rocks

if there were

no guns,

no bombs to speak of.

no missiles,

or jets

or battleships,

no bullets

or grenades

would the world

be at peace

then,

no.

as long as there's

a flag to wave,

we'll always find rocks

to throw

and break

against each

other, a spear with

which to heave

and slay.