They frighten us
The scarred men
They look like the fights
We managed to avoid
Arouse suspicion
Did he deserve it
Start it, do time for it?
Looks like it
A war we did not
Take part in
Or condone
Fought without our approval
Or understanding
Yet the scarred men
Walk among us
Drink with us
Laugh with us
Begging us
‘Ignore our wounds’
But, we can’t
No, we won’t
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