Welcome To War, Also Titled The War Game Poem by Luke Preston

This is war;
Please step through the door,
And come into the core.
Come crawling close to the floor.
Here; you are at the core,
You can not leave any more.
I like to think of this as a store;
We sell men, nothing more.
Those that we tore,
The children that you bore,
And the ones we adore,
Are now being sold to war.

War is to be filled by acts of gore.
Here I create the law.

And I am sure,
You will adore,
The violent acts of war.

Think about this wonderful store.
The store which is at the core
Of each and every single war.
We sell and trade power after all.


This poem is a buy product of the war. A poem written by a Veteran of Nothing; Luke Preston, The First of March 2009.