Sound of the bugle
War!
Thundering vehicles
Soldiers march
Their legs rise and fall like a pendulum
Unwavering synchronization
They have bid goodbyes and kisses to loved ones
Motherland needs them more than us
Fueled with hatred for the opposition
March to protect
March to destroy evil
March to serve
But who is the winner?
The bullet shall decide
The number of caskets shall decide
The number of fallen heroes shall decide
Tears of mothers shall decide
Yearning of a widow shall decide.
Note: for http://dversepoets.com/2012/05/28/memorial-day-poetry-prompt/
unshaken thoughts 
it is heart rending and true as well… a truthful depiction of war
Thanks Jaskiran!
The irony of it all. Well-described. "The bullet shall decide, the number of caskets shall decide" – wrenching lines these.
ugh….war sucks…and is there ever really a winner when all the dead are lined up…and at what cost…
The bullet shall decide…that one line is a powerful poem in itself…brilliant words..
There are no winners in war…nice read!
Sadly there are no winners at war ~Nice to see you here ~
Powerful and so lingers with truth and sadness
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