War
War
War is real
It’s bad for your health
They send you to death
And embellish their wealth
War is necessary
The propagandists rev you
Til you hate the scum
Who have families like you
Sister, wife and mum.
You’ll fight for freedom
While you do as your told
The blood in your veins
Becomes icy cold.
Your name on a monument
Your wife touches the letters
Your kids cry at night
Becoming bed wetters
War is real
A trench full of ghosts
A bomblet of agony
Turns your skin into toast.
David Cox 19/01/24
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