WAR IS ALL HELL
The funeral bells rings
Songs people sing
They cry.
They look at the sky and ask why.
The soldiers; so young, a song not sung.
They had so, so, much to do. Yet, their lives were through.
Both sides.
A cause. Sometimes, a leader, his people, well deceive.
World War II
It took forever before it was through.
Civil, the country split in two
A country split apart. Broken were many hearts.
anything but civil.
Revolution. and 1812
We, see, wanted to be free.
We wanted to not be on the hand of England.
War
Sometimes, a cause is just.
Sometimes, to fight, we must.
War is all hell.