The war ended, and peace was at hand.
The people celebrated by making babies, a veritable boom of babies.
But the old men had other ideas
and they conjured new wars.
And one day the baby boom grew to old men
and started new wars of their own.
Who will be the first
to cry “peace”?
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Wordsmith and podcaster, Warren is a reporter, editor and storyteller who lives near the shores of Green Bay with his wife, two golden retrievers, Dejah and Summer, and Blackberry, an insistent cat. Author of Echoes of Freedom Past, Full, Refuse to be Afraid, Gladness is Infectious, 24 flashes, How to Play a Blue Guitar, Myke Phoenix: The Complete Novelettes, A Bridge at Crossroads, The Imaginary Bomb, A Scream of Consciousness, and The Imaginary Revolution.
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