LOST IN WAR

Look

Thousands of feet below you

Though they be livid and dead as nails

Men went to battle grim and glad

As heads of the characters hammer through daisies

Children, they hate you, broken and mad

Consider. One bullet in 10000 kills a man.

Ask. Was so much expenditure justified

On the death of one so young and so silly

Lying under the olive trees, O world? O death?

Look

upon myself

Indeed I have lost nothing

but all patriotic feeling

They’ve bought my tears and sought after my soul

Taken my pride that was once thick and bold

Have I found myself a life?

Yes- but why don’t I feel whole?

If ever I saw blessing in the atmosphere

Would you come breathe your life into me?

If ever I was found I would be happy

But now if now only.

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