The name tag, now has a toe tag
Tailor made suit, a body bag

Sorry, for your loss
Sons and daughters nailed to the cross

Warrior’s creed, must sadisticly bleed
Centuries of blood-letting
Collateral damage begetting and begetting

Sorry, for you loss
Sons and daughters nailed to the cross

Foreign lands possess body parts
Dirt and soil now soldiers hearts
The innocent scream never departs
War’s handiwork displays its arts

The glory of war constantly embarks
Carrying innocent lives in war’s arks
While the horror of violent bloodshed harks and harks

Sorry, for your loss
Sons and daughters nailed to the cross

Josephine DixonBanks

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