Once Upon A Time
Once upon a time
there was a boy
who grew up
playin’ with war
toys. "Bang, bang,
you're dead!," not
knowing this was
prepping his head.
Slingshots, guns
and war videos
filled his time,
filled his mind.
"All just games
placed in my hands.
Is this what it means
to be a man?"
"Media shows I could
swing from a plane,
while cool music plays,
patriotic courage
conveyed."
He joins the army
and moves through
boot camp, sending
home letters with
snap shots of friends.
One last letter
makes it home...
you pick it up,
weeping alone...
"Your boy did not
make it; he was
shot to death, but he
was brave until his
very last breath.
We're sorry to
give you this very
bad news….
but do you have
another child we
could use?"
~© JDS 04/20/2009~
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