War
War,
what's good about it?
A state of armed conflict
between different countries
Since the early days of human kind
Over years and years more harmful ways
To hurt the ones we call our enemy
All that becomes is death and suffering
And memories that haunt people forever
Will never fade away
There is no end in sight
For what do we fight?
But the countries leader we must follow
It can be a bitter pill to swallow
They fight for land or their religion
There can be no clear winner in such despair
Left over destruction is all that is there.
We went to Afghanistan to support another
Years gone by and still they stand
Protecting each other in the desert sand
The time has come to bring everyone home
Stop fighting a foe that will not retreat
Because it is their town
Their home, their street
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