Looney Tunes
When we were
kids,
we were oh
so serious
about
playing war.
We had the
leftover helmets
from the big
war
our fathers lived
through,
the one some
of them survived.
A few of us
had Red Ryder BB guns,
a misfit for
our silly games,
but more
real than the sticks
the rest of
us carried.
When we were
teens,
some of us
in our twenties,
we were
still kids,
even though
we thought
we were men,
just because
we were
far from
home.
Some of us
thought
we were
still playing war,
though most
of us knew
it was a
deadly serious sport.
Now that we
are old,
we know how foolish
we were.
How silly of
us
to think
that any of it
was ever a game.
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