Sacrifice If in war I were to die for another; Tear my family and world asunder, Who should be grateful for my last breath One side a child saved, the other, one lost in death? "Dulce et Decorum Est...." so they say in war, But conflict is always born during, or before Anyone would even consider sacrifice; It is a horror wrought by political vice. To think, if politicians could ignite Peace, as they do wars fight? To imagine, that behind their empty verse, They could serve the people's interest first? There is no honour in sacrifice, Not when, for so little gain, We must be forced to pay that price.
Cataract / Stevo Owens
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