by Lou Marin
Peace is not always the aim.
Eternally, war is loved by the warrior.
A fight for peace
Can only lead to more death.
Either you kill, or are killed,
From the dawn of time,
Under a flag or banner,
Legions of man have fought and died.
War is the outcome of peace I guess,
A necessity they say.
Red flows the blood in the streets.
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Lou Marin, a Christian grateful for Jesus’ gift to him, was born and raised in the western hills of Maine, then spent 20 plus years wandering the country and world in the United States Air Force. Maine Department of American Legion’s Historian, he is a photographer and stringer for The Maine Trust for Local News, published poet and short story writer who pens faith based devotionals. He lives in Rumford, Maine. He is author of an anthology of poems based upon his military career entitled “Dimly Seen Through The Mists,” and a book of faith based poems entitled “My Lighthouse In Troubled Times,” available through Pen It! Publications.
Lou can be reached at mbsphotog@yahoo.com or his Facebook Page. His poetry can also be read here: Dimly Seen Through the Mist: Military Poetry
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