Stop Me If You've Heard this One by Jesse Flanagan

The dust settles in,

Stop me if you’ve heard this one.

Who knows if the battle was lost or won?

The battlefield is scarred with words like “hate” and “bigotry”

And marked with mottos like “life” and “traditional family.”

And still, somewhere, the war rages on

And the victim lies, forgotten.

Humanity.

A thousand feet pound the ground,

Stop me if you’ve heard this one.

Everyone is right and the people stand divided.

And they are the true casualties here,

As they have forgotten how to make amends.

Peace is heaved into the flames and burned in effigy,

And the lost will wander with determination.