Toy Soldiers
Toy Soldiers It began hand to hand with stones and sticks at the dawn of time. As ingenuity grew weapons evolved into arrows, spears and knives. Long before Age of Bronze boys have marched into the maw of the meat grinder. Is it the cause or the cadence? Why do they willingly dive into death as if it were a swimming hole on a hot afternoon? Seduced by the GI Joe image boys play with toy soldiers on bedroom floors battling dinosaurs or Indians- knock ‘em down set ‘em up again. And heads of nations play with young soldiers on battlefields send 'em in, when they fall, send more in. They're told to fight for God, for country for democracy. It's all lies and greed. Boys become moving targets cannon fodder dough boys over-baked in trenches basted in blood. Tired boys in battle fatigues suffering PTSD. There is blood on Wall Street blood in our gas tanks the White House transfuses the blood of young soldiers into its foundation and campaigns and pretends to be sad about it. And