When will the war stop?
Does the war just have no ends?
I wish the war was like two boys,
Have a punch up then theirs friends
Enough blood has been shed,
Bodies cast aside,
Familiar faces, face down in the mud,
Died fighting with honour and pride,
‘Sorry I’ve got some bad news',
As soon as the call is finished, you shout up to Jerome,
‘There’s no easy way to tell you this son’
‘But daddy’s not coming home’,
Why can’t we live in harmony?
The wars a waste of time,
Because if murder leads to jail,
Then all this soldiers are committing crimes,
The war brings nothing positive,
But it brings sadness and sorrow,
But we can all still hope,
That the war is finished tomorrow.
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