Whence Come Wars

 

Blood and mucus

Tissue and bone

And fear catching the breath

For infection

 

War in the desert

Is a war in hell

The Baptist lessons

Roosting home

There are flames

There is perdition

War at the poles would not

Be much better

 

The uniform, the armor

From the homeland are good

The weapons kill

Split the ground and everything

Above:

No judgment but

An order to obey

 

Sometimes we might ask

Though that is for a sibling soldier

Here the abstract is simplicity

The living is complex

We want to live

We might want them to live as well

 

But the agenda

For the moment

Has to be a killing item

 

C L Couch

 

 

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