Truely told no war ever ends
Not until the last veteran has fallen
With age it's chains become inescapable
The deprevity, a cruel culmination
The horror, the guilt, and the sense of loss
Where is humanity's trust and purpose
A place where right and reason once lingered?
They stumble on sorrowful shards
There it is, the ignorance of barbarism
Glory does not stand by your side
In the stillness of the night
Fading by the dawn's desperate rays
A cold sweat, a rumbled bed,
Living it, another somber cinema
Silenced by waking fragments
Surviving another cease fire