"Homeward Bound, we’re homeward bound,"
Soldiers cheer from south and north,
Happy now with arms laid down
Warriors return to claim their worth
Where have all their siblings gone?
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Their parents are no more.
Wailing winds and grasses brown
Tell of fury passed before.
Happy homes which once they knew
are rubble, charred and smoking
On the road they’ll be a crew,
One will be crowned "HOBO" King
"Hobo, Hobo, Hobo," they sing
A painful, woeful acronym.
“Tramps and Vagrants” defined by Webster
But you and I know better.