there is an end
repetitive engaged
newer orders
where we come from
is where nothing returns
the service of birth
to not come home
on foreign soil
only to war
only for war was i thought of
this one will not win
this strategy of me
a world
they enjoy and toy with me you will
toil till death does its part with you
you tend to my munitions
i confer and advance
you engaged me
and again i gain ground
no fence?
know fence
no place
mine
handless land, crawling
time honored minute, non traditional
warfares itself upon the service
none shall attend
being built in a bottle
speak
Every man has a right over his own life,
Political parties,
Corrupted governments,
destroy promises and hopes,
through false illusions of war,
Forcing innocence into situations,
Shaming his manhood,
to murder neighbours,
disorientating the fruits of human instinct,
against his will.
War affords no acts or sense of heroism,
only high perfection of modern arms,
nuclear warheads,
chemical warfares,
disintegrating human integrity,
disturbing natures existence,
So true,
So obvious,
We scratch our heads,
and question our identity,
of what peace really means.