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War
A mother mourns
Her son
A wife
Her husband
As in the heat
Of the battle
Bombs to the left
Armed men
To the right
In the middle
Of them stands
A soldier
With a picture
In his pocket
Of the child
He will never meet
Tell my daughter
Daddy loves her
Those words
Would be
His last
As his whole
World goes black
We sent them to war
Sold them with
The lie of the day
Yes we sent
Them off
To fight for us
And just got
Numbers back
Another statistic
As the names
And their faces
Just fade
Into the gray
Wake up
Now society
The truth
It must be seen
We spend
So much time fighting
The enemy
We are told to see
By men to whom
We mean nothing
The twisted powers that be
Whom we love
To complain
But do
Nothing about
The true enemy
Standing right
Before our eyes
We are too
Blind to see
As we once again
Drink the kool aid
Kiss our kids goodnight
And crawl
Into the very graves
For ourselves
We have blindly dug
