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Postby Tom Zart » Mon Mar 24, 2008 6:19 pm

P.O.W.


When you become a P.O.W.
You find you've lost your liberty and more.
The guy with the gun tells you what to do
As you yearn for freedoms you had before.

Your will to serve helps keep you alive
Though sometimes you wish you were dead.
Tortures far beyond any normal mind
And there's no safety, even in your bed.

Bullets, barbwire, searchlights and sharp teeth
Keep you in a place you don't wish to be.
The food is quite awful and sometimes it moves
And you've no choice of what you hear or see.

The lucky are released and return home
Though in their dreams their fate is unsure.
War may be hell, but confinement is worse
Cause afterwards you're never as you were.

By Tom Zart
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