'' It's Off Into Battle We Go '' Poem by Bri Mar

It isn’t right,
But we do love to fight,
We don’t even need a good reason,
Try as we might we don’t feel contrite,
That should be classed as treason.

In order to kill,
You must have the will,
Among humans it’s not hard to find,
No need for skill, just feel the thrill,
The act of murder is so much maligned.

Every other day,
More millions we slay,
It’s okay if we stick to the rules,
After the affray all you do is pray,
It’s just one of our miraculous tools.

All life is included,
With God we’ve colluded,
We believe in pot, kettle, black,
It must be concluded the truth we’ve eluded,
The best form of defence is attack.

Murder is fun,
By knife or the gun,
The end result is all that matters,
We won’t be outdone when the battle is won,
We’ll cheer as their blood splatters.

The Geneva Convention,
Merits a mention,
Though with it not everyone complies,
If you don’t pay attention you could face detention,
Ignore it and you’re allowed to chastise.

Religion is great,
We’re allowed to berate,
Our deity say’s yes make it so,
Isn’t it great when he says desecrate,

‘’ It’s Off Into Battle We Go ‘’