In the war

In the War they don’t ask questions.
That’s the thing about War.
It’s not what you ask that gets you killed.
It’s the answer you don’t like.
So, someday when you aren’t rich
you’ll say, terrible shit about the War.
Politicians. They know the
War. I know the back room at
the Palace… Run away? No.
Vietnam ended decades back.
No chance of a repeat.
Old soldiers are buried.
Resting under sod and dreaming
of the next millennium.

Patton thought he was reincarnated
and fought the Persians.
I’m not sure I fought Wars.
I don’t think I would have, but then
I’m not Patton.

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