Poem: War Games

If it was one of your own that was dying
From the depth of your soul you’d be crying

But there ain’t much to say when 
In these war games you play
Countless others 
Get blown away

Where is your shame?
It’s all part of the game
We’re not to blame
It’s just part of the game

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