THEY SEND OUT YOUNG OFF TO THEIR WARS!

They the war mongers - train our young to '' kill - kill ''
Programe them - take away their humanity
Dress them up in unerforms - taking away their identity
Give them guns - and all that kills and maim
Turning them in to robots - mean killing machines
Don't tell 'em - explain the why-fores
Send off to distant lands - most never know of ever

Those who come back greatly changed - the cockiness
Of youth gone - aged before their time
Chasing away what they had seen - and did - failing dreadfully
Use bottles of booze - drugs - failing to forget - fighting drunks
Seeing - those they meet as the enemy - so some kill as trained

Those who sent them call then vets - give them medals - worthless!
May when sold by a bottle - or a fix
Those who come back call then selfs survivor's - from all the wars they say that
Bodys broken - limbless - them clearly seen
Those with broken minds - not so easily recognize
Been so since before the ancient Greeks city's leaders sent their young men off
To wars
Has times changed? Not at all - uniforms - weapons - yes -

The aftermath not at all!

ken d williams

The Dyslexic Wordsmith







Poetry by ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2015-11-09 at 09:58

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Ivan R
I saw a documentary today about the German soldiers during the second world war, and how they fought against their own morals ... they were a killing squad shooting families, and in their own words, they asked, " what are we doing?"
But they did it because they were like robots, taking orders without questioning their deeds ... thats how you kill, you make men, boys into robots, no emotions, just triggers.

Important poem of yours, too bad, so sad, so wrong that it exists in our world.
2015-11-10


Nancy Sikora
So sadly true.
2015-11-10