RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: WAR
Orwell
We’re expanding the war
To keep the war from expanding
The commander saw no wry humor
No sense of contradiction in his statement
We’re increasing the bombardment
To bring peace to the region
Orwell would be proud
The war will end when
We have defeated the enemy
When we have defeated the enemy
The war will come to an end
This is the way of war in the 21st century
We fight until there’s no one left to fight
We destroy the enemy head to toe
We yank him out by the roots
Yes innocent people will die
Yes civilians will suffer mass casualties
In modern warfare there is no alternative
The enemy uses its people as shields
But in the end they will thank us
In the end they will call us liberators
The commander saw no irony
No sense of the absurd in his statements
Until a reporter finally asked:
How can dead people thank you?
How can ghosts greet you as liberators?
The commander had no more to say
He turned on his heels and walked away
War is peace, said Orwell from his grave
War is peace and the dead cannot be saved
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