Free Cee a Casualty of Gore

A CASUALTY OF GORE Whenever I am compelled to consider the worst I find myself forced to think of the first The one of whom no one ever came before The first soldier to die in any wicked war The first fallen who fought for what was right The first who was killed by others madness and might The first blood spilled, the first blood bled The first under battle to begotten dead Gettysburg, Normandy, and Viet Nam Blood begotten and no one gives a damn The first fallen in the face of ferocious fear The first to die for what he held dear I never fought desperately for country nor man Cowardice and convenience had a disparate plan Still I summon a prayer with every bomb’s burst While I feel for the most recent yet wail for the first © 2012…copyright...PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~