all those dead soldiers
sent to their deaths
orders from deadly despots
stuffing idiopathic folders
meth head war criminals
out in gory battle fields
there isn't much cushion
besides raw ancient earth
ragged bloody trenches
a muddy berth
sleep deprived
contrived mirth
littered with trash
hot spurting blood
convinced redecorating
grit rearranging mud
may change shit
stinking soldiers fighting
caressing bomb and drone
confessing politics between hits
drinking piss while thinking home

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