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.