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In Case of War

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I don’t want

To get shot

Or have a weapon’s blade

Tear into my muscle,

Going deeper

Verbal and emotional

Are bad enough

The flesh

Would probably be a final

Crime, perhaps

An act of war

Blood and tears

And everything that’s liquid

Punctured, rolling

Falling onto plastic

Or cement

Or earth

I vote for earth, of course

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In case of war

I vote for earth

And if romance allows,

A last view of sky

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