The war of hypocrisy.

Poem by: Francis Berryman

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This poem is about the way we always say, "lest we forget", then stand by as our leaders forget time and time again.

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Submitted: November 14, 2009

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Submitted: November 14, 2009

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There is a war, thats fought today,
on foreign shores, so far away,
the men who fight there dont no why,
why once more theyhave to die,
for wasnt there a war fought once,
that would all other wars ensconce?

Alas but that was not the case,
as men fight in another place,
because this war that gained such fame,
has still not taught our leaders shame,
and with these men who'll give their life,
it is our leaders who wield the knife.

But in this war of hypocrites,
the public also turn the spits,
we say we are behind our force,
as long as they're infront of course,
and as we hold our big parade,
we hide that this war's a charade.

We wear our poppies once a year,
because we all live in the fear,
that one day these men will not fight,
and will not be our leaders might,
in this the war of hypocrisy,
all in the name of democracy!

The deaths become just one more name,
as our soldiers fight a war in vain,
each day the death toll is one more,
of those who die on foreign shore,
the media we love and trust,
that cares more about the page three bust,

Some they wake and call an end,
and we all care, so we pretend,
and echo the call to bring them back,
but we cant take them of this track,
for all their work will be undone,
for the prize has not been won,

Our leaders fight amongst themselves,
past views are put upon the shelves,
what they said they didnt mean,
and so the truth is never seen,
they began this fight that cant be won,
knowing they would never need a gun,

So yet again they fight a war,
i guarantee they will fight more,
because our nations never learn,
because in war they tend to earn,
they know that they're a greater power,
and will avenge the fallen tower,

But while many died in those attacks,
more die today in fiery flaks,
war does not determine whether a side is right,
or whether god is on their side, partaking in the fight,
but no matter how many tears are shed,
our fellow man will end up dead.

So get behind our heros, in this war that is quite wrong,
by making sure the voice of reason and the vote for peace is strong,
beware of those who love to say,
respect our boys, our lads today,
for in times of war they do not mean it,
not knowing as they havent seen it.

How can men take pride in this,
soldiers hoping the next will miss,
the men of flanders, side by side,
the pointless war in which they died,
the future they had thought they'd guarded,
in Afghanistan, Iraq, discarded.


© Copyright 2016 Francis Berryman. All rights reserved.

The war of hypocrisy. The war of hypocrisy.

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This poem is about the way we always say, "lest we forget", then stand by as our leaders forget time and time again.

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