It just doesn’t make any sense
This stance of perpetual defence
Waiting for the smallest offence
To create yet another war of nonesense
We’ve been here already so many times
On and over this same fence
I so wish I could make reference
to all of this In the past tense
But here we are again…
A slightly different series of events
But the same pretence
Fear as pride masquerading refulgence
As we play with human lives at a monumental expense
Have we not seen enough evidence?
It’s no longer about being for or against
It’s not about tit for tat
Or even international penitence
There are people barely surviving…
Getting by on a few meager cents
And yet we deploy missles to bomb
Areas with populations too dense
Where people can barely pay their rents
When will starting a war be the unlawful offense?
My heart is bursting-it feels immense
Can we finally let love have more credence
Than fear hate and indifference
Ducit Amore 