Soldiers trained, weapons sold. Pistols, rifles, Trident missiles. War planes, armored tanks, nuclear silos. A booming business, stocks, bonds, capital gains, shareholder notes. Vultures circling the dead, war merchants gloat.
Defense councils drool, foaming at the mouth, waiting for another bloodbath to unfold.
Lead in the head, brain damage dead. If you would like to submit some of your poetry please e-mail us, thanks.