grist
grist for the military machine
foolish little boy dreams
of glory on some forgotten battlefield
as if freedom demands the blood
of those that love it
perhaps one day
war will be a fading memory
among those taught
freedom begs a better way
agnewpickens
May Gumbytron heap blessings on you and yours
Honey Boo Boo dyed for our sins.
With a tiny bit of faith in Gumbytron and a functional Level 4 Matrix Control Panel.
agnewpickens 
Beautifully said!
I sure hope so… well said that, man. Great piece, MJV