Colin F. Jones


The role of the soldier
Is to kill and destroy;
A tool with a number
That political generals deploy.

Sacrificially expendable
In order to win,
Murderers exempted
From committing a sin.

Pitted in battle
Against no one they know,
Whom they are trained to consider
A terrible foe.

They become primitively savage
Hard hearted and mean,
Moving on from just killing
To things more obscene.

Populations are slaughtered
While their duty is done,
For it matters that only
Their brainwashes have won.

And those who have died
Become the reason for more,
With monuments and hype
Urging the next lot to war.

Well may they be heroes
Returning to celebration and cheer
But of the innocent people they killed
Not a word will you hear.