War

Blood drips from their heads as they continue to fight
If they declare it war, is it anymore of a right?
Is fighting a must with both swords and guns
Only to see which country is on their political run

Death for their country, so misunderstood
If they realized it was for nothing I wonder if they would
For a problem that only deals with a thought
There is much bronze rather than brains that are fought

Wars should be verbal, let the soldiers be free
Until that happens I hope for much peace to be
For now it is uncertain, still barbaric ways
No one knows better than when to stay away
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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