an end to the end

what good are these men
trained to kill.
these
armies
with weapons. toy guns.
plastic
forks and knives.
all buffed
and shined.
what good is that wall,
that fence,
this brick around us.
the next war
won't need any of that.
it will all be gone.
in a white flash it
will be
different this war,
an end
to the end.