Men In A War

Men in a warIf they've lost a limbStill feel that limbAs they did beforeHe lay on a cotHe was drenched in a sweatHe was mute and staringBut feeling the thingHe had notI know how it isWhen something is goneA piece of your eyesightOr maybe your visionA corner of senseGoes blank on the screenA piece of the scanGets filled in by handYou know that it wasAnd now it is notSo you just make do withWhatever you've gotMen in a warIf they've lost a limbStill feel that limbAs they did beforeIf your nerve is cutIf you're kept on the stretchYou don't feel your willYou can't find your gutAnd she lay on her backShe made sure she was hidShe was mute and staringNot feeling the thingThat she didI know how it isWhen something is goneA piece of your eyesightOr maybe your vision