Hollywood had it all wrong:
The movies I saw, what the masses think
Happens when you go to war; the silver-screen version.
When someone is shot they don’t blow backwards
Or take it in stride, get the lucky shot to the shoulder.
No – Bodies slump, mid-stride, momentum carries you
Forward. And the dead don’t die peacefully, eyes closed –
Particularly when the way they meet their fate is
So grotesque, sudden or horrid. No – the dead lie
Eyes open, mouth agape like they’re stunned, froze, or sick;
The disease of death. The odd shell that just was but contains no longer.
And when explosions go off and you somehow get away
Yes you might be close by and still survive but
There is no way to replicate those tiny metal shards
Passing by you, near you, through the unfortunate
Or simply into you. It somehow simply occurs very real
Yes, the movies have it all wrong. Violence and war.
They are anything but what TV makes you think.