Mad World
Shoulder to shoulder, stand rifle in hand
wait in anticipation, wait to die
for someone, something we don't understand
a war without reason, they can't deny,
Natures beauty lost to mans destruction
wallowing in mud, blood, below our feet
our leaders desert us no inspection
over the top our enemies to meet
advance, advance is all that I could hear
wish I could wake from this awful nightmare
not encountered excruciating fear
this is more than any human can bare,
Dense smoke filled air, bullets, shells being hurled
Making life a nonsense in this mad world.
Copyright © Roy Pett | Year Posted 2017
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