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left in peace or
right in war or
left in peace or
right in war or
left in peace or
right in war or
left in peace or
right in war
© Goode Guy 2011-07-04
it was the night of repent
you know what i ment
a war through out the cold night
a war filled with heartless fright
and in th end
all but one was left to stand
and with a mighty sigh
he began to cry
because even though he stayed true to his word
he truly was the last men on the world
He Cries
He cries for peace and love.
Yet we still fright for freedom.
He cries for his fellow men, but still the war goes on.
In these hard times he cries for the fallen.
The battle is not yet won the war rages on.
He cries for God to help him make it through .
As the bullets fly all around and the booms exploded over head.
He screams as the burning flesh surrounds him.
As another soul dies he cries.
Form:
I'd like to believe
Peace is a natural state
That war is foreign
But I see war after war
And brother slaying brother
Old sacrifice young
Our youth gone before their day
Then I want to cry
For thought that they gain nothing
Are lost through their innocence
What a wonder youth
How pliable and pristine
They want but to shine
While all the burnt-out old men
Pull the strings from their armchairs
War, war, war!
Time to even the score!
Bombs, bombs, bombs
Mothers help us kill your sons.
It’s true the leaders
Never have to run
Well they run for fun.
But your sons
Must Run For Their Life!
In our war game of strife.
Hey momma-
Don’t complain your son, a boy your child
Sent to war off in distant wild
A great experience
It shall be!
His death is not in vain
But to our country tis a vi!
Form:
The landscape changed
From peace to bloody war
A hellish muddy landscape
Those men had to endure
And when war was ended
The living had moved on
The dead remained on parade
To forever guard the Somme
The landscape changed
From bloody war to peace
A sombre mark of the passing
Of those who fell before the cease
Serried ranks of white crosses
Marking those who stayed
To be forever remembered
These fallen comrades on parade
Form:
The last war was fought
after our collective minds
opened to silence.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ inspired from "The Last War" by Ana Menendez
and the following quote from her book:
"Men at war always talk about the noise, as if by reaffirming
the bank and flare of it, they might skirt the hole of
lasting silence."
I.
The rhythm of war is the ancient roll
Of the tattering, martial drum,
The slick of the boots—and the perfect salutes—
The drummer boy’s dum-da-dum.
II.
The lyrics of war are the usual ones
Politicians can spout with aplomb:
“God bids us begin—and this war we can win
--He blesses our cause and our Bomb.”
III.
The tune of the war is the ancient cry
Of mothers’ and sisters’ moan
(And the children’s and wives’) with the heart of their lives
Down under a flag-draped stone.