When we were kids
We plaid games of
We used weapons
Toys of course nowt
We'd say '' release ''*
The dead came back
To life - game carried on
Then our mums called us
In fore our tea

Then we got older , but no wiser
We went off to war only to find a very
Different kind of game
Only we find uttering the word release did not bring back our dead mates back to life
* Possibly a local word where I live. Said when a play mate '' killed '' in a game of war. comes '' back to life '' , and returns back to the fray.

ken d williams

The Dyslexic Wordsmith

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Written on 2015-04-17 at 10:45

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Oh how so very true. But those games were such fun. We really did not understand the reality of what we were copying. You have expressed the contrast in thinking very well here. :)

Anly Stede The PoetBay support member heart!
This is well-expressed.... personally, I don't understand this fascination with war games that boys seem to be attracted to... Is there any explanation, I wonder?

josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
I wish our parents had taught us different games,Ken. The proliferation of realistic electronic or computer based war games
Where no lives are ever ended but the villains will, tragically lead to yet another generation of friends mourning friends killed in the senselessness of war.