"A Gardener's War"
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“A Gardener’s War”
Oh, what a sight so poor.
Boys with hair of leafy frill
And cheeks like roses still,
Make their way now to our corp,
Heads filled with misleading lore
Of reaping due glory when
Fighting beside withered men.
Curse their sapling fervor.
Look how one grips the spade
It beseems him ready for
The simple gardner’s war.
But now his gun is the blade
And orders shan’t be delayed.
“Start cutting down human weeds
And launch those explosive seeds.”
There god’s garden once laid.
Our youths die when bidden
But when soil no longer bleeds,
To manhood their youth cedes.
In drought there will awaken
Sorrow for the land taken
And for the futures men sew.
They burn and let nothing grow
Where god’s garden is swidden.