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Apr 2012
WAR
There's war on the TV
You watch it as a show
It's real though
So much more than you know
I hope you'll never know

I pray you'll never go
To follow where I've been
To march in sync with sin
Booted feet of monsters
****** hands of men
They're one and the same

Slap the magazine
Seat it in the well
"Click"
Chamber the round
Take aim

Loose the black dogs
Heat the steel barrel
The hand held beasts of war
Barking in their firery savagery

let fly their teeth
that they bite to break skin
Commanded to fire "FIRE!"
Lead filled air
Raining artillery
A deafening symphony

Tat Tat Tat
Falls the enemy
Tat Tat Tat
Falls my brothers
Tat Tat Tat
Falls your sons
Tat Tat Tat
Falls your fathers

And our souls
Falling farther
Stuff the memory down
Hiding it deep
Rocking in sleep
Nothing looks the same
Through tainted eyes
And nothing feels the same
Through tainted lives

No one sees these tears
This hate
This fear

And
No one hears

The soldier's cries.
Sean Kassab
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Sean Kassab
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