Never A GainA Poem by Terry O'LearyI’ve been asked to explain the words “Never A Gain”! So I’ll limn it here plain, all that’s “Never A Gain”: Death, destruction and pain define Never A Gain, like a pale hurricane, warfare’s Never A Gain, often wars steal terrain, plunder’s Never A Gain, even wars on the wane, really Never A Gain, over ten million slain, frankly Never A Gain. Although diplomats feign (pretend’s Never A Gain) , and abuse might and main (thralldom’s Never A Gain), trying tricks and chicane achieves Never A Gain. Where the children have lain, voids are Never A Gain, limber limbs torn in twain, doubly Never A Gain, fearful famine, mundane, by God Never A Gain; warriors say it’s humane though there’s Never A Gain. Army hordes raising Cain exhume Never A Gain, bloody battles, though vain, produce Never A Gain, whether guns or cocaine, shots wreak Never A Gain; though the dead don’t complain, dying’s Never A Gain. Atom bombs from a plane bestow Never A Gain, lethal neutrons aflame beget Never A Gain, with a nuclear rain, all’s lost, Never A Gain. In a sandy domain, victory’s Never A Gain. Desert blood down the drain? A clot’s Never A Gain. And though dunes will remain, a grave’s Never A Gain. Global war, so insane, provides Never A Gain, whether Gaza, Ukraine, death deals Never A Gain. In that graveyard domain, regret’s Never A Gain and a soul’s reddened stain’s also Never A Gain. Can we learn from the slain that war’s Never A Gain? YES!!! Since it’s Never A Gain... well then, Never Again!
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Added on August 23, 2025 Last Updated on October 6, 2025 AuthorTerry O'LearyFranceAbouta physicist lacking gravity... learning more and more... about less and less... until we finally know... everything about nothing... more.. |

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