War
wars fought over religion and land
guns held in blood filled hands
dog tags piled for death counts
soldiers die like rabid hounds
put down for principles of others
lakes of tears of childrens mothers
holding flags they dont believe in
ordered to do moral treason
gun fire and war cries fill the night
the war of others an endless fight
go off to war or prison cells
when you come home noone tells
families wait for news good or bad
nothing to do but think of times had
blood, sweat, and tears mark their plight
artillery shells blasting day and night
some fight for belief in a cause
others fight just to do their job
finding funding for blood shed not that hard
we make bullets and tanks while others starve
liberating people against their will
sending our people out to be killed
no war is worth the price they paid
what has war ever gained?
Copyright © Garret Warren | Year Posted 2007
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