Why War

Why are we always sent in to war To fight for a country which loves us no more It's love is of blood,land,and idles of stone We pay with our flesh,and our children's bones A people of peace we are all so to be With rivers of death for the whole world to see Even followers of our lord him self Have marched army's to war with sabers of stealth Thou shalt not kill yet murder is ok The blood that we spill runs downhill all day Please open your eyes and see as i see The tears on my cheek rain down on the free