Language of War

Language of War

With the choices over and life seeming short
Everyone preparing to die
Short of breath and eyes that cannot see
As the pain and hurt are settling in
It came without a warning
Without a clue it fell upon me

Language of war, its spoken in words
They have no meaning, they’re not understood
False hopes and dreams, what’s to be gained
To build up moral, shot down in pain
Language of war

After the traces burned the sky
Disappearing from sight
The flash in our eyes as bright as the sun
As loved ones fell to the ground
The strong watched with horror
No power to help, no strength in reserve

Language of war, so much it can say
No more frightening at night than in the day
Hostile but easing words, we all must hear
Built up in sorrow, shot down in fear
Language of war

Knowledge gone, no evidence remains
The silt harbors the prize
No witness, no jury, no judge, no crime
Will we ever build
To such an advanced state
To once again bring full circle our lives

Language of war, in so many words
It’s all been said, it’s all been heard
Justified violence, glorified death
Is this all that we can speak even with our last breath?
Language of war