war is mellow
is the deepest of lies
nothing takes you away
from the feelings inside
men go to war
it’s what they have to do
a simple slip of paper
with horrors brought too
a senseless battle
bringing death into the night
just a couple of young guys
with a newfound love of life
we fight to bring peace
and ease troubled minds
a place so unfamiliar
that we’ve come to reside
the truth gets lost
so tangled into the lies
who the really enemy is
is something the government hides
sometimes it’s hard
to miss home so much
tranquilizers to take you away
from death’s single touch
a war inside the jungle
with nowhere to hide
quickly becomes a war
inside our own minds
a poem in ted lavender's POV from the book 'the things they carried'