Body Bags
They don’t look so tough in body bags,
Chucked carelessly in mass graves,
Blown to smithereens
In splatters.
Reality is a far cry
From the bravado and boasts
Posing with guns
In arrogant scenes
Now in tatters.
Bravery and strength
Do not repel bullets.
Where a shell lands
Is down to luck.
Anyone can stand tall
Pretend to be so macho
Aggressive talk and body pumps
Missiles don’t give a fuck.
Opher – 3.5.2022
All those young men signing up to go off and fight, so cocksure, but there’s nothing cool about fighting. The body bags are waiting. The missiles don’t care how tough you are. The mines will blow off your legs.
The world should have got past all that barbaric, primitive violence and stupidity. War is distilled terror and horror. Soldiers are pawns – nothing more!
Bravery is a farce. Neanderthal men are an embarrassment.
This is 2022.
Wars are never won.
War has become digital.
We are bombed by robots and targeted by computers.
Bravery and strength have been side-lined.
This is the modern age. Death is industrial.