As hard as I try, I cannot forget
The harshness of blood and the bitterness of sweat
The ashy demise, so many have faced
The shrapnel of time, humanity’s disgrace
From Khan, to Pot, Hitler, Hussein
We’re all, in some way, touched by war’s cruel game
Touched not with a feather but a hammer and sickle
Cursed to live in this despicable fickle
We are tortured this day by a war, not so great
Dragged to face evil, of the imperial states
Barely men to the middle aged, they were forced to fight
Uncle Sam NEEDED you, under nobody’s delight
Blazed with bullets, blood and bombs, the world took a stand
A reprimand of the war that panned, with alliances in hand
Time to battle, time to rise and restore our peaceful rights
Time to decimate, obliterate, exterminate this heinous, worldly blight
Now to the battlefields, with trenches, tanks and bombs
Plagued by distant memories of a few pints and family songs
You long to have this, yet again, but nothing can be sure
Engine roars and piercing scores, show the chances poor
You question what, why and how
But you can’t give up anytime now
Think of your children and your wife
Restore our right to life
Pressured to pulverise and struggling to survive
Overwhelmed by the explosions of fracturing cries
Frozen in battle, a gun to your head
The moment they killed you, your family was dead
They had a truce, just for one week
For festivities, enjoyment, to play and to speak
But as sweet as it sounds, it was all soon done
And back to the bloodshed, with the raising of guns
This proves an unwillingness, no true desire to maim
For no barbarian would ever stop for a game
A unification call, humanity’s instinct
To take a moment before wounding, a chance to think
Lennon imagined but it’s time to create
A world filled with passion, no violence or hate
We must ensure freedom and serenity for life
Ignore the seduction of eternal strife
Never forget all who fall, in the siren song of war
The pain, the loss, the trauma and hurt, not knowing what it’s for
Remember life and all its worth, to ensure eternal love
Do it from the good of your heart and not to please above
About the Creator
Steven B
I'm an 18 year old from the beautifully macabre island of Great Britain. I have somewhat of a fascination with art, music and poetry and would LOVE to share it with all you talented people!
Enjoy :)
~ My art is on Instagram @stevenb261 ~
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