men with guns
men at arms
preparing to fight a war
taken from their farms
put out on the battlefield
in the front line
with just guns, no shield
aiming at other men
pulling the trigger
filling them with led
making them drop dead
with wounded minds
and pumped up bodys
they are sent back home
and it is like a spiked kick in their asses
they have to kill where ever they may roam

-The Poet