Cody O'Hara

Rookie (June 30th,1994)

The Great War - Poem by Cody O'Hara

In glory march the soldiers who
Fight for home, a land so true

Or so they're told as they pull out
To a place of trouble all about

Their leaders thrust to them tools
To make em' into deadly fools

Weapons of power no one should hold
Sit in trenches, planes, and with young ones now old

Back at home all seems right
The war is not within their sight

A pat on the back and a nominal pay
Go to those who return today

But to those still in the war
Their only wish is for no more

Many scores will die and be lost
Stupidity comes at such a high cost

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 12, 2012

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