War is the devil’s entertainment,
explosions his demented giggles.
Our soldiers are his toys,
tossed, dumped, tortured, maimed.
Coming home, will things get better?
probably not, no not at all
The cancer has already chewed on your heart
and your uniform attacks you when you open the closet.
Stay far far away,
for the devil wishes to play today.
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