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Military Madness
The bark of an AK-47
crack of a sniper bullet
nowhere to be seen
cries for a medic
being heard in every direction
On the six o’clock news
nothing but sadness
“Unit X was ambushed today”
“X amount of soldiers
Have died so far”
On the home front
cries of protest erupt
people saying this is
just another Vietnam
while yellow ribbon
flies in the air
The bureaucratic fat cats
sitting behind their desks
lining their pockets
with the money of
the dead and the innocent
Why are we
still at war
and the dove
of peace not flown
with its olive branch
Our boys need
to come home
living their lives
without fear of
being blown up
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Comments
weirdelf
Tue, 2012-04-03 04:13
Nobody could argue with the sentiment
but I can't help feeling you are saying nothing new in any new way. Is new-ness automatically good? Perhaps not. but cliche should be studiously avoided.
cheers,
Jess
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judyanne
Tue, 2012-04-03 08:37
well written
'On the six o’clock news
nothing but bad news'
using the same word twice – especially so close together causes the reader to pause
can I suggest
‘On the six o’clock news
nothing but sadness’ (or some other thought you prefer to convey)
I have to say I disagree with jess
this is a message that needs to be repeated over and over
no matter how cliché it may become
well said
love judy
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