{"sf1_id":351363,"sf2_id":"rm8Gp0Je","title":"Blood and Gore","author":"Arcaron","words":198,"posted_at":"2012-03-08T21:38:00.000Z","tags":["Blood","Mature","Poetry","War","Weapons","mind"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/351363-blood-and-gore","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/rm8Gp0Je","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/2e/fb/2efb2536-f78e-4680-93f7-ec06a9cc3301","description":"A poem from a soldier, about war.","content":"I'm cold, alone and surrounded by death.  \nAll this blood and gore, is rising to my head.  \n  \nI try to smile, act like I'll be fine.  \nEven though I know, with peace, I'll never resign.  \n  \nEvery night, as I look towards the sky.  \nI can't help but yell, \"Why, God, why!?\"  \n  \nI'm not religious, rarely even pray.  \nBut every soldier is a bit, it's how we stay okay.  \n  \nOkay in the head, and okay in the mind.  \nI wonder, will it be heaven or hell, I find?  \n  \nThere are people all around me, some I've known for years.  \nWe smile, we laugh, and share each others tears.  \n  \nBut at the same time, we're strangers and apart.  \nWhat we've all seen, has destroyed our inner heart.  \n  \nOur innocence now gone, corrupted and defiled.  \nThis life we lead is hard, cold and wild.  \n  \nThe ones who trained us, prepared us for war.  \nThey told us we're the best, that order we'd restore.  \n  \nThey did their job well, we've been perfectly made.  \nPerfect for our job, to kill, invade and crusade.  \n  \nIn war there are no victors, many they have said.  \nI think I might agree, for both sides suffer death.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}