Brothers and Enemies

You are never guaranteed tomorrow We are all just ticking time bombs in our hearts that become hollow We as humans terrorize one another But deep down inside we are all brothers East, West, North, South We seem to be all enemies somehow Bullets and bombs fly through the air As innocent people scurry in panic and terror Bodies fall the the ground And when the dust clears the battlefield will have no sound Just metal bullet shells ringing along the ground And so called “victory” will be found There is no victory in war just death of fellow brothers When will the arguments and threats end with one another? It’s True, When the rich wage war, it’s the poor who die War leaders at home dont shed a tear as families of lost soldiers cry. lettes to the door are sent reading M.I.A How many will never see there father or brother or sister again How many M.I.A and death letters must be sent to see That there is nothing different between you and me