I was bored in English class...

The king is quite anxious--
He's received some new toys.
He calls out for his Army Men,
But happily accepts boys.

Fresh-faced husbands, proud young dads
Of newborn infants; sons of men
Who experienced a similar war--
Well, it's happening again.

The king is excited now:
A reason to attack!
A hit for a hit, tat for tat,
"They struck first, we must strike back!"

Tentative and small, the soldiers leave home,
Bound for unfriendly lands
And recieve multitudes of weapons
Made for a man, held by a child's hands.

All the while, the king sits back
In a furnished room filled with luscious smoke.
His cronies sneer with delight,
Brushing aside the toys they broke.
-- April 10, 2008