Napalm gas and white phosphorous filled clouds <br />explode in cavalcades of predictable burst <br />Hatchet men with machetes lop off offensive ears <br />with a deafening silent swish as all bayonets are readied <br />Sprays of gold and red are full metal jacketed by the breath of a gun <br />This is how war is done......and I remember <br />How Death smells like a four letter word.....<br /><br />Ted Sheridan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/death-smells-like-a-four-letter-word/
