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Written by Sean Maguire
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Wednesday, 30 November 2005 |
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Peace broke out
in 1994
Then the
semantic battles
Began, highly
explosive verbs
And nouns were
fired
Without warning
by all sides,
Sending
newspaper editors
Diving to the
floor.
The
spin-doctors favoured
Pincher movements,
to ambush
The views of
opponents;
Meanwhile,
citizens hold their
Breath, as they
enjoy
Every minute,
every piece
Of the
imperfect peace.
How long is a
piece
Of string?
As long as the
journey
To a new
beginning?
A yellow brick
road,
Where peace is
king.
By Sean Maguire
Published 2001 in “Burning Voices” - anthology
Runner-up,
Books Across The Border Competition
November 2000
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Short Stories 
