War Lords
One score,
And two for the Lord's of War
On plinths of blunt steel disregard
In parks and squares
Tonight we feast on death's
Camera pictures
In broken frames
Lest we tweak the matted curtains
That shale the paved echoed steps beyond our door
The world at War
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