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Rated: E · Poetry · Death · #2230359
I hear the beating of the drums....of war

Ho hum. Ho hum.
I hear the the beating of the drums
The marching feet and orders sung
The slap of weapons being unslung
The slavering dogs of war unleashed
And baying for blood
On battlefields that turn to mud
As corpses fed into its maw
Start as a trickle,
Then a flood
Whose beginnings hardly know
Their ends.
What started as debate
Degenerates to morbid hate
Till reason bends
Then breaks
As all the bets come off
Impossible odds
Gigantic stakes
That no one can afford to lose
with no mistakes
As to which side it is
You choose.

The munitions slide 'n click
Into the breach then wait.
They hold their breath
That frozen state before the storm
And death.....
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