While You'Re Waiting For War
While you're waiting for war
there's precious tv.
With millions of channels
the senses can flee.
Where action is violent
and weapons seem cool.
And all know karate
to bring out your duel.
The perfect reflection
for life that's to come
till you're ready for bloodshed
and asked to give some.
That your problems seem hopeless
when not on tv.
And you think back to others
you left to go free.
Copyright © Trevor Mcleod | Year Posted 2018
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