World Gore Three
THIS IS AN ORIGINAL SONG I WROTE BACK IN '45 AND IT GOES A LITTLE SOMETHING LIKE
THIS....AHEM
WORLD GORE THREE
Whenever i am compelled to consider the worst
i find myself forced to think of the first
the one of whom no one had ever come before
the first soldier to die and any wicked war
the first fallen who fought for what he felt was right
the first slain by another's madness and might
the first blood spilled, the first blood bled
the first, under battle, who was first to begotten dead
Gettysburg, Nuremburg, Normandy and Viet Nam
blood bared by every bloody bomb
the first fallen in the face of ferocious fear
the first to die for that which he held dear
i never fought desperately for country nor man
cowardice and addiction had a different plan
still i summon prayers with every bomb's burst
while i cry for the most recent yet still weep for the first
(c) 2010....Phreepoetry ~free cee!~
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