step into the barracks of military time
and let me
take you on a journey where
night has
tempered the steel of the righteous
as they ride
their mighty stallions through
the gullies
of southern suburban communities
that have benefited from the hedonistic wars;
step inside
the foreign villages where battered and
broken
bodies lay strewn on the dirt roads
that were
once alive with the cries of poverty,
easily
ignored by us civilized folk back home.
27Nov12
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