You know what I read in Time Magazine I read about wars where I'd never been I read a respectable way was thought to be to respond to an offence militarily Thoughts reading the news I read that positions of power in conflicts were supposed to be the only solutions I read about armor and fire and blood about orphans crying and people dying I read about euphoria, passion, and hate, canon fodder, war's said to be great Thoughts reading the news And I looked at the pictures, drowning in ruins pieces of dead bodies smoke in the air You know what I saw in Time Magazine I saw hints of hell, and it worked, as I've seen I looked at the pictures of soldiers in arms in the shadow of their helmets their eyes do glance they don't seem to triumph or like what they've done they don't seem to think it's great that they won they look grim and stubborn and they cannot smile they cannot be happy and they dare not die |
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