Anthony Beesley Poet Rhyme

Dead Dogs and Draftees

Sad song singing as the sickle keeps swinging,about Dead dogs and draftees
Marching mad miles of misery
through trenches of terror and maniacle mazes...on the whims of warlords in psychopathic phases
Genocidal generals make slaves of the free...they salute the sadistic
Dead dogs and draftees

Hunted and haunted tormented and taunted
Every twist and every turn leaves them ugly and unwanted
Rich rulers counting money...never minding the means
While killer kings send them off to their doom,deep in jungles of jeapordy
Hidden in darkness you can feel their disease
Life is defeat and death victory...decay in death deserts
Dead dogs and draftees

Deformed and disfigured...some never delivered
society quivers as reality screams
In the valley of vultures...no sound in this scene
Your worst nightmare is their daily dream...rest in peace 4ever
Dead dogs and draftees

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Carolyn Devonshire January 11, 2011 at 3:40 PM This is so sharp and poignant, Anthony. The alliteration adds to the flow, but the message is one that hits hard. Been accused of being a "peacenick." As John Lennon said, "I hope someday you'll join me and the world will live as one." Wish we had more of a peace movement underway right now. Excellent poem for my favorites! Best wishes, Carolyn