MUD, SOLDIERS, WAR

the nature of war

MUD, SOLDIERS, WAR

my father was a soldier in ww2
a scout for the tank core
i spent every evening
rubbing his bad foot
the one clipped by a mine frag
in some field in germany
while we watched the evening news...

the war in viet nam
and he said to me
see the mud jeannemarie
that mud those soldiers
are crawling through
is the same bloody mud
i crawled through in ww2
the same mud
your grandpa crawled through in ww1
the same mud your uncles crawled through in korea...

soldiers march through the same insane muddy hell..
in every war
legions of them
marching into infinity
marching into eternity...
marching, killing dying
in the same bloody mud of forever...