Sometime before
or during the war
there were fields
of horrors
with concrete stacks
smoking back
sick choking ash.

If your children
ever ask
are these
terrible things
just a purview
of our past,
do not lie.

Because, we let
children die
right here
in school shootings,
and despite
our country’s wealth
we let them starve
somewhere else,
whilst the military
fat cats
get rich
of the scorched backs
of burnt out bomb
victims.

Life eviscerated,
scars in hearts,
parts that can never be amputated.
As the infection grows
everyone knows
that it can never
happen again.

Until, it does.