The Strange Game (poem)
You and I are not the same
What is different could be fun
They made us learn a strange new game
Now to play we need a gun.
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Look at the soldier and my gun
Still there’s a child in me at play
To kill a “play mate” I’m undone
A new lesson for today
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They taught me to kill you today
Then to a strange place I’m immersed
While you’re shooting seems my way
I must get approval first
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Time to go home now a new game first
The rules have changed I’m not quite right
Too much confusion to disperse
“Teachers” doomed me to this night
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Voice from my childhood came that night
It said the strange game was to blame
He promised life would be alright
Nothing quite would be the same