time after time
ages past
today
maybe tomorrow
war after war
young men marching
into amputating battles
survivors wake
year after year
plagues of nightmares
tortured dreams
night after night
as epidemic war began
volunteers cheer
all those dying moans
the dead wond'ring why
old staid men
cripples by war
purity is a question
truth will never be known
civil war birthing civil war
bloody world battles
all that worthless placenta
branding men's souls
those colourful codes
bars of shining medals
embroidered and cast
for value added valour
how many dead
what about candor
how many broken lives
war starves the world
burn everything good and true
who said
let stinking war rot
bury war
beneath fields of poppies
bleached war
leached deep into the earth
where all things
consume useless
give in then out
shake up war
consummate
that worthless nature
an ageless nightmare
men still grow old
a million old victories
a quadrillion old tears
eons of spilled emotion
onto war's countless graves
all that worthless struggle
war destroying the world
politics and flags
still grow old

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