Old Men

It is said there is wisdom That comes with old age: In the Middle East it seems To bring a frustrated rage. The old men in their Palaces Obsessed by their truth Issue calls to battle to the Flower of their nation’s youth. The young men die fighting Those old men’s wars Die fighting for their obscure And out of date cause. Uneasy peace then exists until That dread day when The old men issue their next call To go to war again. Perhaps the young men should Insist thst they are being led With those Old Men at the front Let them risk being of the dead. Let those wizened old men die In the cause of their creed And see what effects then Their demise may seee. It’s only leadership by cowardice That thinks there’s any good In fighting their battles to The last drop of another’s blood. The old men quarrel and plot As a frustrated world asks why And hope for a period of change When those old men finally die.