The smoke plumes have withered away
But at what cost?
A sword, is returned to its sheath
But the nights still teem with the lost
War is no game I’ve been told,
Yet that is the way it’s often sold,
Those who believe it may find a fate,
The price of winning is known too late
The world moves on its lurching way,
But many will never see that day.
War is heroic so many believe,
with death and destruction, there is no reprieve.
To kill one for something they don’t understand,
hate manufactured it gets out of hand.
© William Wright Jr., Richard Milne, A.M. Torres
Excerpt from the book Fire and Ice
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Foreword . . .
Many moons ago I realized the power of words and how they can accurately describe the nuances of emotion. They can take a person to the highest highs, and just as easily, that person can plummet into nothingness…. just by words. It is fascinating how perception and illusion rule our lives. What others fail to see is that for some, once the words are out there… the bleeding stops a little bit more… Those words are just part of us…And that is the beauty of it.
Fire and Ice is a collection of connections based on perceptions. It is person after person, reading, relating, and then reaching out to others through words. Connection… is really what it is all about that.
I am honored to invite you inside the minds of people just like you. All their hopes, dreams, and disasters are here within the pages of this book.
Lyne Beringer, author of Alaskan Vogue
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