Which way till the war's over? Imperial
blaze tilting to the left – it doesn't burn;
horse and carriage to the right – serial
dreamers are interdicted to learn:
Energize to disarm, disarm to kill;
repeat and relearn, repeat and relearn –
this is your only skill, you know the drill
(relearn and repeat, repeat and relearn):
Or do I? My last retort is abort,
just like the first one. Gone till December,
when I finally refused to report,
and I'm now here to learn, think, remember:
That a body can ache just for itself;
in health and in harm, I am my own wealth.
urbansonnets 