We Used to Tell Ourselves
By Ewan
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We used to tell ourselves
we’d joined to stop wars,
or at least the big, MAD one.
We joined to escape
the dole, the town, the home,
pregnant girlfriends, or – you know.
We learned over time and seas
how to keep ourselves amused
and how to fit in, at least a bit.
We won, or at least they lost.
Our gun was bigger than their gun.
Our way was better than theirs.
We still served, but the wars went on;
smaller, nastier, further away;
politicians talked of outcomes, not victory.
We watch: no longer involved
- too old, too angry, too useless
for a war we thought was won.
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Your guns might have been
Your guns might have been bigger but I can't help but notice that the man in the middle (the Russian?) was the fastest drinker. Co-incidence?
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You tried,
we believed (or wanted to), not as fools, human.
To the point, as always, arresting piece.
best
Lena x
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You are always helping me
You are always helping me look at things from a new point of view! Thankyou.
There must be so many conflicts which could have been avoided if things decided after previous wars had been decided differently. Perhaps all? Is what I have heard about Africa, India, Europe, Middle East. Transient politicians drawing shapes in a present the future immediately struggles to escape.
anyway, I think this poem is great
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Great poem! You really show
Great poem! You really show the feelings that no war is ever the last, that not all wars end, or end in what you can call victory, that even wars you think are over and settled can start again. Sad but true!
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