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TODAY I KILLED MY BROTHER
Today I killed my brother,
Or was it other time?
For clock hands move no longer,
When the death is not of thine.
Had be been another's boy,
Would it not matter much,
For if I kill your brother,
It doesn't seem as such,
To take a life but brother's death,
Is like you take your own,
It is a Civil War they said,
When hearts are made of stone.
Today I killed my brother,
He fought on other side,
And now too late I know the truth,
I know our fathers lied,
But did it really matter,
He died for his belief?
They tell me he was in the wrong,
But such brings no relief.
A broken heart of brother,
Is when you've broke your own,
My finger pulled the trigger and,
You're right, my heart is stone.
Yet stones will never ever die,
But when young men in clay will lie,
They live as friends for evermore,
The Cross I bear is mine.
Michael Walsh Anti-War Poetry
Found this
Unsure how factual it is
We can only hope
