Soldier Soldier

This job will be the death of me.
What price one hundred inocent lives,
the cost of pseudo political/econominal gains.
They scuttle like beatles, in the war zone,
of course some get squashed.
They all have names.
They all had dreams.
What price one innocent life.

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