I see

I see

Another war,
another story on TV,
another life lost,
another tragedy.
I see a bullet,
I see a missile,
I see a bomb,
I see a gun,
I see you,
I see you and I wish you to run,
yes, I see a bullet,
I see a gun,
I see you turning,
then a bullet strikes you dead and you fall to the floor in slow motion,
with blood and brains exploding from your head,
yes, I see you falling in slow motion,
I see you with that look of shock upon your face,
and I see you hit the floor heavily and the dust fly up,
I see you lifeless,
I see you dead,
I see you,
I see you with a massive hole through your head,
I see you so hauntingly on my TV,
I see you and I imagine seeing all the people who have died,
dying at the same time and how haunting that would be,
and imagine seeing that,
now, if you saw it in real life would not it really put people off war,
well, it most certainly would me,
because war really is insanity,
but, still on my TV and for decades,
I have seen far too many bullets,
I have seen far too many guns,
I have seen far too many bombs,
and I have seen people who were and people who have been,
and I have seen people blown apart in such explosive arts,
and I have seen people eviscerated with H-bombs,
H-bombs exploding so brightly and shining like the sun.
I see a bullet,
I see a missile,
I see a bomb,
I see a gun,
I see you,
I see you and I wish you to run but you have no chance to run and in a split second you are gone,
and your family will grieve,
and they sadly will grieve for years,
and they will grieve for years to come.

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