A poem I wrote about the terrors of war.

Pistols cocked, triggers pulled
Mothers cry as children die
Bomb dropped, house burned
Sirens wail, hospital full
No first aid, set-up grave
And all for what?
A few men’s greed
Orders given, city invaded
No more food, city blockaded
Babies cry, reporters lie
Uncle dead, questions asked
Run away, charged with treason
No more toys, army needs plastic
School canceled, bombing threat
Bank closed, money’s tight
Farms burned, failed crops
Draft issued, guns given
Suicide bomber, 60 dead
POW’s, target practice
Gun jammed, no bullets fire
City invaded, soldiers in
Bullets fly, civilians die
Pensions promised, no money given
Protesters riot, called traitors
Don’t like it?
Then STOP it

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