Wars start with words
Self-important chums
Foresight shortened
By bridges burned
Controllers long to be
Stroked by boys only
Club restricts entrance
Without a phallic trick
Wars start words
Each bruise felt by
A well drilled machine
Or terrified teen
Both too scared to defy
Orders from above
Hearts condensed
Into blood red milk
A death only felt
As a sharp intake of breath
Respawn, false player
We need someone to be killed.
Wars start with words
Sabre teeth rattle
In glass cased
Clinks of victory sips
It’s easier to say
What you think
When the flightless bird
Accepts its extinct
Wars end with words
False hope of new boys
In tailored suits
Promising to fix
The lessons of the past
Tarmacked mass graves
Infusing the taps
For an amnesiac’s sense
So we never forget
But forget to remember
Trauma on the tip
Of a tab under the tongue
When street litter limbs
Lined the roads
Marking the edge
Of the known world