Life in wars
It's a god awful day to live,
to fight, all I have is a shiv.
And the Chinese are bombing now,
but the US aren't gonna bow.
And the Koreans have declared again,
atom bombs are going to rain.
And the Russians have grown a pair,
Western Europe is now a bear.
The Frenchmen are dancing strong,
but "La vie en rose" is not the song.
backward classes will feel the pain,
god, the Germans have struck Britain.
Poland, maybe its time you know?
Oh man, look at those fascists go.
Its a total death row,
is there life in wars?
Take a look at us,
fighting with our own guys.
how dumb can we be
to not realise?
It's Austria's time to shine,
but they are too busy drinking wine.
Italy backstabbed again,
The Führer has someone to blame.
Japan has had a blow,
Hiroshima is feeling low.
It seems like the world is near the end,
can't we be like Switzerland?
But the fascists must hold the pain,
they will feel the cost of grain.
They will starve and eat the grass,
While their victims will have a blast.
Spreading love? is it too much to ask for?
Oh man, why we must feed on war.
There is nothing to gain,
except a whole lot of pain.
There's no life in wars.
About this poem
This poem stands on the chorus of a David Bowie song "life on Mars" And some knowledge about European conflicts could inflict better understanding.
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Written on October 11, 2022
Submitted by hecatee133 on November 20, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 1,213 |
Words | 322 |
Stanzas | 37 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1 |
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