“For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, so that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have everlasting life.” John 3:16


If God loved His world so much as to give us His son,
should we send our sons
to die for our world?

Teenagers too young to crack open a can of liquid courage
become men as their controllers are replaced by guns.
This is no game. There is no reset button to undo
Corporal Matthew’s body crumpled up like a failed script.
What used to be Major Luke morphs into a pair of dog tags.
You can’t put this on pause.
Don’t doubt it, Private Simon, this is real.
Your brother’s face just got in a fight with lead and lost.
No respawns for Sergeant Marks.
His life snuffed out two miles away from headquarters.
Land mine put him to sleep. No more nightmares
about John the Medic, the giver of life
erased by a booby-trapped toddler.
An explosion that tore open the curtain of night
and exposed the innocence and youth in their faces.
You are the sons of sacrifice.