No game

** no game **
Uniformed and uninformed is the military way
Take the hill or charge the valley
Theirs is not to reason why
Theirs is just to do or die
Weather or own moods not considered
Or else to enemy advantage delivered
In snow or sleet or mud or rain
Endure all fears and feel no pain
Perform the tasks so valourous set
Perform the killings you cannot forget
For all the talk of worthy soldiers and a just war
This is no game and such bloody score
The only numbers the listing of the dead
The maimed and those mad in the head
If you return without a scratch
They see not the cost attached
Only those closest and dearest
Endure your nightmares and can mark the queerness
Never the same as he was when he left they mutter
And really with all the death and killing is it any wonder.