Best Conscription Poems

The coarse green fatigues 
etches away at me, cracking 
and burning my skin. 
The hands I once so warmly held 
are replaced with the cold sternness 
of pistol grips. 

Every shot of my gun whips
me into form, chipping away 
the soft ends of me. They...

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The coarse green fatigues 
etches away at me, cracking 
and burning my skin. 
The hands I once so warmly held 
are replaced with the cold sternness 
of pistol grips. 

Every shot of my gun whips
me into form, chipping away 
the soft ends of me. They...

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Let all the war hawks
And war hungry
World leaders

Be conscripted 
To stand on the front lines

To satisfy their souls
Thirst for war

In straight 
Regimental lines

As the world
Hears their whines

(C)
Copyright John Duffy 

Foundation of the piece.

Would the thirst for war have a different narrative, if those advocating for...

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Nazriel Rising Small World Ace

She was as pretty as ever on this night
With me smitten to bits with her aura
As we met on our usual pickup location
Nazriel that one who so compliments me

We were on an official business briefing
One of Epic proportions with intricacies
This time...

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