we sent our soldiers off to war trained to fight and fire a gun if only we could train them to deal with what they've done
no matter what the cause or the reason for the fight they are left alone to learn how to make it through the night
for war is such a brutal game that no one ever wins and each and every player gets haunted by their sins
and when the final battle ends and one side says its won for many who survive the fight the nightmares just begun
ŠA Thomas Hawkins 2010 http://poetryinprogress.com
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