This blog will focus on political images I have found all around the Internet, though I will intersperse some commentary and quotes that I find interesting.
NOT LIKE TVHow can my words communicateThe things that I have seen?Civilians may well pose or prate,Their souls as though pristine;But I have seen the truth of itWhich I may never tell,Deserving of my Maker´s spitAnd getting sent to hell:Death was ubiquitous aroundIn which we did take part,While lily-lives I would astoundBy tearing out the heart.To see the limp and mangled thingReturning from the voidA kind of stare: dead child, we bringTerror in war deployed.Dead bodies smushed upon the roadBecause some FedayeenWere hid nearby; yet what we sowedCan never be made clean.Civilians back at home believeThe value of diversion,But game-shows on TV deceiveWhile I have true immersion.Therefore I know, if there be God,Then I am most deservingTo go to hell, because abroadIn duty never swerving,I served my country and I didWhat I was ordered to,The truth of which, forever hidNor will I tell to you.
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NOT LIKE TV
How can my words communicate
The things that I have seen?
Civilians may well pose or prate,
Their souls as though pristine;
But I have seen the truth of it
Which I may never tell,
Deserving of my Maker´s spit
And getting sent to hell:
Death was ubiquitous around
In which we did take part,
While lily-lives I would astound
By tearing out the heart.
To see the limp and mangled thing
Returning from the void
A kind of stare: dead child, we bring
Terror in war deployed.
Dead bodies smushed upon the road
Because some Fedayeen
Were hid nearby; yet what we sowed
Can never be made clean.
Civilians back at home believe
The value of diversion,
But game-shows on TV deceive
While I have true immersion.
Therefore I know, if there be God,
Then I am most deserving
To go to hell, because abroad
In duty never swerving,
I served my country and I did
What I was ordered to,
The truth of which, forever hid
Nor will I tell to you.
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