War

Mothers screaming Daughters watching Fathers leaving Brothers waiting And for all the things we do Nothing is accomplished And when you think about it All we do is kill From straight lines And single shot rifles To hiding in bushes Waiting for the enemy to go by We become more aggressive In unholy acts of power For Power, Wealth Superiority, and Revenge Now Its high powered rifles Anything goes and the past is forgotten We watch the casualties mount But we can't stop the flow Only one group suffers Through all of this It's not the government The men or the enemy The only group that suffers Are the ones screaming And the ones That watch