The War Human, Death Found By Desire

To drudge in the mud and blood To drudge in the body sea mire To Wade through pain and death The stench of the burning human fire To see with these eyes To feel bone crush under To see death surround a soul and take its life. Are death and destruction mans greatest and most practiced endeavour. The insanity of human life The insanity of killing life. The insanity of murdering your kind Death opens it mouth broad and wide On fields where souls must die. The none existent sense of war Where words of compassion, gestures and smiles could conquer. Could we stand on top of the hill Could we stand together Could we end the senseless killing of mankind and live to respect and not to fight. Could we drown the fire.