Poetry

Against their will

By 6th July 2010December 9th, 2019No Comments

Why is it, after the realms of mortal combat
That the blades of bloodied steel stays sharpen still
Some Warriors fight, and are then much exalted
Whilst some honest Soldiers kill against their will.

Some think that to kill; to joyfully watch blood run
Is nothing more than a game, and therefore just skill
But the foe may have a Wife, a Child and a Mum
And many of them also kill against their will.

When battles are over, and politicians cheer
They don’t care if the people have had their fill,
Once again they dictate how this OUR world is run
Yet few of them fought! It was against their will.

Leslie de la Haye

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