The 7 Minute Machine War
One day they gave a mighty global war,
The likes of which no man had ever seen.
The war was fought entirely by machine.
It lasted seven minutes and no more.
Two powers ideologically opposed
Created a mechanics' paradise.
They did not need to manufacture lies
Of how God's will and bias were disclosed.
No hero fell. No patriot died blessed.
No coward fled from hell with double scorn.
Homogenous battalions had been
In anonymity is power best.
It sounded like a million crashing trains,
Gouging limbs of steel and spurting oil.
It left a plain of black and battered soil
Strewn with plant and animal remains.
The war soon ran its course, and both sides lost.
Miscalculation made a lasting peace.
Neither side had wanted war to cease,
But neither side had thought about the cost.
Copyright © Jerrell Jones | Year Posted 2015
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