You play our children with cruel intent
Using them
As soldiers
In your one-sided war.

Knowing I feel nothing for you
You strategically outfit
Your young warriors
With IEDs
Designed to capture my attention
The only way you can
By deforming those I love
The casualties of your relentless war.

The explosives leave them scared
Cripple their innocence
Crush their dreams
And damage their perceptions.

How selfish of you
To deny them their childhood
As you engage them in combat
Your brutal onslaught of narcissistic maneuvers.

The children are upset that you started smoking again.
I think to myself, have another pack.

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