You put on your armor <br />and lower your visor; <br />But you don’t know <br />what you’re preparing for. <br /> <br />You put up your shield <br />and draw your sword; <br />But you don’t know <br />what you’re fighting for. <br />The sky’s overcast <br />with sinister war clouds; <br />But you don’t know <br />what the war’s about. <br /> <br />Those killed by your hand <br />lie dead in their bloodbaths; <br />But you don’t know <br />there’s no second chance. <br />You take every order <br />from your commander; <br />But you don’t know <br />he's the saboteur. <br /> <br />The resistance submits, <br />the takeover’s complete; <br />But you don’t know <br />how the other half sleeps. <br /> <br />Blankness sets in, <br />you’ve hit rock bottom. <br />And now you know <br />what you’ve become. <br /> <br />(March 24,2007)<br /><br />Michael Fischer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/but-you-don-t-know/
