Nobody Wins

Blood shed open fire Weak and tired Ditches to be their bed Fifty winks they lay their head Haunted by the blasting sound Grieved by bodies on the ground His daddy had to leave To young to really know to young to grieve A call on the phone leaves a saddened end Running to her arms is a comforting friend Commands came in an order was spoken Not one thing differant but more hearts broken In the bedroom playing is their son Scattered on the floor are army men with guns Side by side he puts them in a line This ones Tommy's daddy this ones mine Crashing and banging in all his fun All bad guys gone and daddy won Holding daddy in his hand He runs to mommy as fast as he can The bad guys are dead and daddy won Picking him up she cradles her son Mommy don't cry now you wont be alone The bad guys are dead daddy's comming home