Fecked Phone

Dial dial lost in time Call up all the lost sailors On their sunken ship Give Earhart a call Way out past the atoll Contact the ghosts From all the wars Contact all the evil dictators And ask them this: Were all their bloody wars worth it? The financial cost, the blood and destruction But we cannot call them For the dead remain dead And new wars erupt By generals and leaders Who want their golden glory Five minutes of fame And a new war And a new battle And a thousand new deaths Call them and ask them: Why? New Dawn 2971 Nick Armbrister and other authors/poets/writers