Just Like My Father

The candle burns at both ends with only enough wax to last for so long
all the soldiers are weary,dug in tightly knowing no rest
frightened
the war has only one outcome and it has already been seen
no crystal balls or tarot cards
only the commanding officers who came before falling without mercy or a quiet Ave Maria
the casualties are everywhere laying down arms no longer able to fight
they say cowards die a thousand deaths
a poet dies every minute
the private suffers a slower death on a daily basis
8-12 hours with life trenched in the fox hole
bullet wound in the gut continuing the fight
taking your own life is unacceptable
just keep doing it for the company and the pennies on their dollar
die for their cause to fill your belly and starve your soul
your life is not yours to take
it’s theirs

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