Beyond The Horizon A War Is Waging Poem by David Lacey

Beyond the horizon a war is waging
As raging forth is the beast of mans decay.
Upon dusty desert trails they are seeking;
The homeless ever running throughout
The hills upon which they used to cast there gazes.

Now crazed and loosing sense
Of reasonable instinct
Defence hath become an attack
Upon the nature of man himself.

When one suffers we all suffer for our race,
Faith may heal but never with the zeal
Required to race cannon fire in the name
Of any Lord of the feathered heavens above.

Imagine the dismay,
The bombs ever falling as thunderous rain,
The pain of children lost,
The pains of desert frost
As striding through the night
They search without light for fear
Of more tears falling upon their forms.

This storm of mans decay,
This dismay shall lead us nowhere
But leave us drowning
In the blood of our fellow man.

How is it that we can do this to one another?
How is it that we can not love for fear
Of loving too strongly that which our ancestors despised?

The lies of politics will get us nowhere fast in search of a lasting peace And only through truth and a willingness to accept one another can we
Begin to pick up the pieces of our races ever failing yet eternal grace.

Ceasefire it seems lies not with the desire
Of these wallowing placid generals,
Whilst their men are sent to bombard the enemy
Thou they know not where he lies.

Once more has the name of unity been shamed
And painted red with the blood of the dead.