Surrounded by casualty, fatality, and injury.
Deafened by bombings, gun shots, and agony!
Pain, sadness, despair, and misery.
At this point, there is no chance of victory.
At war, men with power,
Tend to hide and cower.
Whilst the enemies prevail and empower,
So in despair, our heads we lower!
A lifeless body with a doll,
Blood is smeared upon the wall!
Amidst this chaos I feel so small,
As our weak defenses fail and fall.
When your enemies are merciless,
There will always be injustice.
And the only way to stop this,
Is to fight with justice.
War is caused by prejudice, hatred, and greed.
Why do we cause so much pain? Is it a need?
Why do we have to make each other bleed?
Why is it that only by slaughter could anyone succeed?
Peace binds all mankind in a chain.
A chain without agony and without pain;
A chain without hate and without disdain,
It is THIS peace that we cannot attain!
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