THEY SEND THE YOUNG OFF TO WAR
They send the young men off to warNow they send the young woman to
Today
Tell them they fight for the good
Good values , the greater good
They the young , know no better
Though , you'd think they would by now
In years past wars , they laid where they died
Column after column the silent dead lay
Now they bring the dead home to lay
Wounded , the shattered , the , shafted
Return , a live , some see
Look closer and you will , something behind the eyes
Looks like something has died with in the mind
They that went off to fight in Their Wars
Never know why
Those who sent them , safe in their , beds
Maybe they are visited at night , by the faces
Of the young they sent off to kill and die
The voices as one asking: '' WHY? ''
Ken D Williams
The Dyslexic Wordsmith
Poetry by ken d williams
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Written on 2014-07-25 at 17:48
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