Turn the channel more. <br />There it is again as before. <br />The glory of blood and gore. <br />Images fill my public mind. <br />That is a way as never before. <br />I must be a war star - GALORE! ! ! ! ! <br />Into the mud and constant fear. <br />On the riverbank a wilted ear. <br />Part of a forgotten stars life. <br />War is not that image part. <br />Over to my left, a human heart. <br />What did the TV. tube show me? <br />War without pain - onward march - insane. <br />Plodding ankle deep in blood. <br />Just like TV. soapsuds ads and flub. <br />My illusion shell broke again. <br />In my hand - a dead flags land. <br />Toy lead soldiers under the Xmas trees. <br />Rubber ducky - bathtub - floating fleets. <br />Rocks roll down a slopping hill. <br />On the bottom is no thrill. <br /> <br />from my new book DREAMS 3 <br />2008 POEWHIT <br />search: POEWHIT <br /> <br />JESUS SAVES<br /><br />JOE POEWHIT<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/anti-image-war-glory/
