On Being Right

ON BEING RIGHT The flag that bore a holy cross or crescent Claimed to symbolise one righteousness and truth Yet each side had same battle cry incessant Unique virtue moved the sacrifice of youth Europe’s fields now bear the ends of deep conviction Interred with many as their benediction The drive of those who dissonance engage On fields of battle, argument, debates Is a wish that they’re proved right - they rant and rage Not for truth nor to determine predicates Then they may seek success through seeming loss When that conforms with honour at high cost So many choose to suffer loss and pain If it enables alien cause assigned Being victim brings reward of others blamed That puts you in the right, acquits your mind Thus It may be at end, our final song Goes like this: ‘I was right and you were wrong’