Usually when there's big wars raging, the poets come out of the woodwork to remind us of the horrors of turning on our fellow man, and so on...
Any good war poets around these days for Iraq etcetera?
How about this one.
There once was a jughead named Wade,
Who went off to join the crusade,
He had an emotional crisis,
When that meddlesome ISIS,
Cut off some journalists head,
Soon everyone will be dead.
Now he's using a remote,
From some ivory tower,
Giving Iraquis the vote,
With his awesome new power,
Its pretty easy firing from these drones,
Eating pancakes and scones,
Drinkin' cans of lemonade,
On this chillin' crusade.
Whilst these towel heads, he thinks, all eat lead.
Alright, look. I'm not saying I'M that poet. So, any good war poetry around?