Game of Life (At War)
Load up your weapons and pray to your throne
You’re here for murder, leave your conscience at home
Keep your wits about you and don’t make many friends
Just point click and shoot and you might see your end
To win requires a certain ferocity
Ignore the smell, the fear, and atrocities
Pay no mind to your nightmares while sleeping
If you freeze up in battle a loved one will be weeping
A paper’s been signed there’s no need now for slaughter
We can be friends again, by the way how’s your daughter?
The planes stopped soaring and the ships have all docked
Peace returns the infantry with all their shell shock
The ambitions of war are always complex
Be they religion, money, or global conquest
Don’t go in to war be you a soldier or civilian
Cause death is there waiting as both hero and villain
poem by P.R. Prosper
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