Our cast iron railings
That made more new planes
Millions of bombs
Made from melting down chains
Who will donate?
All the metal we need
To make tools of war
When our furnaces feed
This was our past
Today we give more
The lives of our youth
On some far distant shore
© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes
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