.Amidst a swirling din of smoke and screaming
On the battlefield born reared on the teat of my dead mother war>
Hardened to stone through abuse mocked beaten and scorned
A bayonet severed umbilical cord
The wind sings its sweet lullaby through
A black and hollowed ribcage
I'm t.
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