Thursday, December 11, 2008

Back When

Off to war now
Trudging, stampeding, fighting ‘til the end
Some battles were easy and
No tools were required to tame
The tough, wide-ranged fur trappers
The nights of guns and screams, leaving me feeling
Mysteriously creepy
We put those who had fallen in
Three point child restraints
Everywhere you turned, you could see
The victim’s scarlet robe
Drenched in blood, reflecting
The tragedy to ‘sea’
Where it was hard to get
A sprinkle of laughter

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