Homini Homini Lupus

As the Samaritans carried away the spoils of Elam

In a war establishing the context by which we are known

In barbarism for gold, power, and honour

Homini homini lupus

We destroy each other for the flank of dominion and glory

We gather the pack, the ranks, to be remembered

To live forever in the minds and mouths of history

Immortality in culture

Ironically the way to describe lab grown cancer

A malignant growth in the vats of narrative

Uncontrolled and uncaring

There may be no atheists in a foxhole

But there truly is no Gospel on a parapet

Hearts wrapped in cheveux de frise marching down civvy streets

Stepping over cold meat as we pluck their tickets off

To send home as the bells sing their Armistice

We walk wary of the crow’s feet and cricket balls

Imshi with your, “be bold band of brothers”

And your, “Once more unto the breach”

We are done we are gone as one last benefit

And a round of flak drops the Forty-Tens

I say Fini Kaput