Friday, March 22, 2013
The poor make war on the poor
Just exactly who makes war?
Generals, Congress, Rich men, of course
Just exactly who fights the actual war?
It ends up becoming the poor against the poor
Is this a poem of 'let's hate the rich?'
No, but you don't have to be anyone's bitch
Harsh words you might say
Well away from killing, plundering and hate you must stay
What have the poor of another country done to you?
Try to see their point of view
Would we like to be preyed upon right here?
For some soldiers to ruin what we might hold dear?
As young soldiers we think war is a grand duty
But all we do is add to someone's rich booty
War and death isn't what you do as a lark
War isn't exactly a walk in the park
But as young people we never listen to the older one
We just think, it's different, so we pick up that gun
Maybe we don't get every gory detail
Explaining war in words is where all words seem to fail
How do you put into words what war is about?
How does a soldier adequately explain what war is about?
I wish you would listen, young man, young woman
Because war is not the noble cause for freedom like you heard
But war's horrors cannot be placed into any word
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