On the Battlefield Nothing Matters

War is a cunt
and we never wait
longer than a lifetime
before the bullet has come and gone
Who knows
when the hands of hope and fear
began clasping and unclasping
before the peace of letting go
sends another drone
to shatter a dysfunctional world
drowning in the lie of it all
And if we didn't die smiling
who cares--
the Devil already knows
all our imperfect last words
grind seeds of desperation
while we whine for the God
who fucked off
went AWOL
and simply wasn't there