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Toys of Flesh and Blood

17 May

Thud thud thud thud

Thud thud thud thud

Go the toy soldiers as they march out to war,

Thud thud thud thud

Thud thud thud thud

Marching to the beat of the toy drummer’s drum,

Thud thud thud tara-

Tata taratata,

Toy men and boys march

With toy guns, swords and cannons

Thud thud thud tara-

Tata taratata

Boom tatata boom tatata boom tatata boom

Down go the toy soldiers still fighting for glory and worth

Down those on horseback with the bright, coloured clothes,

Boom tatata boom

Tatata boom tatata boom

Out come the soldiers – the ones who don’t have swords

But wear them on their guns, shiny small and sharp

Boom tatata boom

Tatata boom tatata boom

Here there are no drummer boys nor coloured uniforms

But dirty holes in which they hide and wait for bombs to strike

Boom tatata boom

Tatata boom tatata boom

Here horrified poets write of horrible war to home

And others like to sit and stare and wait for bullets or maybe shells

To hit their mark and end the pain,

Boom tatata boom

Tatata boom tatata boom

There is no glory here.

Boom tatata boom

Tatata boom tatata boom

When war is won and all is lost and strewn upon the ground

Then a newer kind of soldier comes out to play

Some call him atom bomb, some just call him nuke

But wherever A-bomb goes, disaster strikes like no-one knows

Save those too far away to fall and those that passed away.

 

There is no sound for war now all the soldiers go and hide,

If ever A comes out again no-one will survive…

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2 Comments

Posted by on 17 May 2014 in Banzaï

 

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2 responses to “Toys of Flesh and Blood

  1. tnkerr

    18 May 2014 at 02:04

    I read this initially and hit the “Like” button. Now I’ve come back again to re-read and I think it got better, more depth.
    My favorite line – “There is no glory here.”

     
    • imab00kworm

      18 May 2014 at 16:55

      I read your comment and originally replied >.<
      Wifi was super slow though so unfortunately I didn't realise it hadn't worked…
      Thank you so much 🙂 I often notice that poems have to be read at least twice to be properly understood (but not only poems) because there is often a deeper meaning to everything we write.
      Thanks for stopping by ^^

       

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