The War
fighting, killing, dying everyday
why did we choose to live this way?
a war that no longer belongs to us
worlds that we can no longer adjust
we took "proper" action against those attacks
now our troops are stuck in Iraq
fighting for something that has no more meaning
thinking we are doing the right thing by intervening
we made voting possible for others true
but what about our own>>>me and you?
we did not choose to have this war
but now our troops are being washed ashore
we wanted peace and justice for all
now we are crying for those that shall fall
names adding up, faces unknown
flags waving relentlessly flags being flown
Christmas time is here right now
and our troops are suffering still somehow
we seem to find character in all that we do
for we believe strongly in our RED, White and Blue
I believe it's time to end these games
and remove those whom still have names
to go with bodies hearts and faces
to send them home to familiar places...
let all rejoice unto our own
and bring our troops back home...
Copyright © Stennett Hernandez | Year Posted 2005
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