The Never Ending War
Chook-Chook ,.. Chook-Chook
Choppers flying over head, kicking up dust over the dead.
Human garbage splattered along the walls, mutilated buddies waiting where they fall.
Is this another fight we just won; or is that a few more body-bags lying in the sun.
Another victim of bombs and guns; and worst of them all, inspired words to ‘justify’ this war.
They were someone’s child with only love embossed on their head; but now they’re just DEAD.
This war can’t be won by the means of attrition body count scores.
The only way we’re going to get out of here is if someone who can make the call realizes that these people see us as just another foreign infidel crusader; and that democracy is not all the rage when you aint got basic amenities, no security, no laws, no opportunities.
Give them aid, give them trade, be open to negotiating, but don’t come preaching because it does not reach those with their fingers on the guns and driving disguised high-explosive bombs.
But I can bet someone’s making profits galore as our indebted nations continue to go to war.
Stones pile up over coffins draped in flags as mementos of a Never Ending War.
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