There’s a hole
in the plan
wide as the sky
and bleeding
like an open
wound
If we push on
there will only
be more blood
Hold off
and we
get
nowhere
Best to take
our chances
and bleed
then die
in this spot
with nothing
(D. James)
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disposable poetry 
When I initially read this poem the first thing that came to my mind was the War in Iraq. Of course, Poetry can and may have multiple meanings, as it is always ambigous.
Did you plan it that way? (Did you plan to give inference to the U.S. position on Iraq, or did just happen that way. Either way I’m still impressed. I really like this one.