Sacrifice

by: Alex Tupa

One Two

One Two

the kids too young to drink

watch the Fires of War lick

at the Throats of their brothers

the smoke of regret

Blackens their humanity

Seeds sprouting

in a dark, smoky closet

yearning for the light

spilling through the cracks

Eyes darker

than the thin stubble on their chins

to stop the Tyranny, the Injustice, for “Freedom”

or some other excuse

they don’t want this War

pride of old men

shattering the families they tax

the faithless pray for peace

but that doesn’t stop

the rogue Artillery Shell

the IED hidden in the road ditch

the bomb in the fanatics jacket

the Tears from the mothers

One Two Thousand

One Two Million