We Continue To March....
Author: Shiloh


Our grandfathers-
Our fathers-
Our brothers and sisters-
World Wars I and II,
Korea, Vietnam-.
And all the others before and since-.
I've seen the value of bloodshed.
I've seen the value of death.
Yet we still go back to it,
we return to that arena,
as if we can,
win back our losses,
recoup what is no longer.
We are not victors -
No one really wins in warfare,
and nothing is made better by the result.
That we have done so much dying
for so little in return,
should help to at least slow the train,
but it appears as though there are many more
waiting on sidings everywhere,
and there are those who are anxious to fill those trains
and send them off-.
To what? For what?
No one has ever sufficiently explained that to me.
I doubt that I would believe them now, any way.


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