War
Drifting through the untouchable plains
Dead men's souls, so many pains
It stings to see the world alight
"Here take a gun, come join the fight"
I find it hard to comprehend
The distance we go to kill and fend
What we call justice is just a mask
For the truth lies untold, impossible task
Families scorned and left torn apart
In the rubble of war, the still beating heart
Copyright © Rhyn Muller | Year Posted 2018
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