Uruk! - Poem by kipper Stagg
You'd thought they learnt by past mistakes
How many lives that it must take
To learn where youth and laughter go
To fight in war for one last show
To give them all democracy
And help them live like you and me?
But obviously they do not see
the broken limbs and body bags
and coffins draped in national flags
The ruined lives and distraught wives
Who cry as solemn processions pass them by?
They where youth not long ago but now they lay where flowers grow
And we shall morn for a short while and see their picture with fixed smile
And then forget as we all do until it affects me or you!
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