Wars Are Made By Men

WARS ARE MADE BY MEN (Satis Shroff) When you walk in the streets of Freiburg Or any German town in the East or West, You see lovely, innocent faces Of well dressed men and women. These people are not responsible For the cruelty, genocide and hatred, Carried out by their fathers and grandpas. Wars are made by men. But the new generation bear a big responsibility, Not to make it happen again, For wars are made by men. We witness it in the refugee homes, Burning since Hoyerswerda and Mölln. In 2016 alone 1800 attacks on homes Of people who sought refuge, Perpetrated by white racists and skins, Wars are made by men. Why do people run away from their Heimat Why do they cross the Mediterranean Sea, In overloaded rubber boats. Wars make refugees out of citizens. Look at the faces of the scared women and children, In the eyes of the youth you read The hopelessness, terror, tragedy and sorrow. Wars are made by men. The war bombs are not Heaven sent, But caused by men called rulers and politicians, Who seek through war a solution Of their greedy, evil intentions, In the guise of nationalism, Which when unveiled is racism And the craving for power. The same craving that made nations Conquer and misrule other nations. War is made by men. Better technology means More brutality and infernal arsenal. Every November we think of the victims Of past wars on Volkstrauertag, A day of people mourning The traumatic experiences of war and imprisonment. We mourn today And sell weapons tomorrow. We take part in silent marches, To remember the murdered Jews, On Reichskristallnacht and thereafter. A protest against the Progrom, Against the Holocaust. Alas, wars are still made by men Against other men, women and children. Wars are made by men. * * *