Brothers in Arms

A satire on war and the ironical ‘oneness of purpose’ in military profession

We are brothers in arms,

We’ve sworn to die

For our nation’s flag

To pay the supreme sacrifice

In defense of her territorial dignity

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We are brothers in arms,

We pursue one cause-

Of defense of our motherland

Yet on the battlefield of nations’ interests

We shoot ourselves for glory and honour

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We are brothers in jungle,

We sleep in the woods in our missions

Yet, to ourselves,

we’ve become prey for hunting,

Watching out for our brothers to kill

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We are brothers in arms

Yet, we are always at war,

Dying by each other’s bullet

Oh! In vain we share our brotherhood

Even when we are one in profession

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We are brothers in arms,

With military salutes,

We measure our superiority

Yet in killing ourselves,

We sacrifice love of oneness

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We are brothers in arms,

Bound by oath of brotherhood

Yet our brothers’ asses we kick

Their backs we stab,

Failing in our great duty

Of being our brothers in arms’ keeper

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We are brothers in arms,

We are comrades for peace

We pay no allegiance to our safety

But loyalty to our nation’s flag,

Dying for each other, our oath it should be

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Poet/Lyricist – Henry. C.

Henry Chukwuma (c) Feb 2021. All Rights Reserved