In this… or the next

Hark the marching puppets
Of a supreme nation
Onto a battle not their own
It is their submission.

Longing goodbyes they share
Cherished memories to keep
Goodbye ma, goodbye pa
Puddles of tears they skip

A surrender to supremacy,
They leave love behind.
To lay lives for glory
Of us or foes, but first their minds.

Alas! The time’s come.
There’s homes and bodies to burn
So there they go
For there they go
And On they go…

Never to ever return.

Soldier crying

ā€œIā€™m fed up to the ears with old men dreaming up wars for young men to die in.ā€ ~ George S. McGovern

-9th Feb, 2016


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