Of The Horrors Of War
Of the horrors of war we hear every day
And of death and destruction in cities far away
And any lesson it would seem not learned from the past
And mistrust and enmity for centuries last.
Through hatred and warring peace is never won
And one war leads to more wars when all is said and done
And hatred is handed down from father to son
For to start off a war it does take more than one.
Those who for their sense of revenge extreme violence pursue
To their higher selves they can never be true
The value they place on human life seems very cheap
But the karma they sow is the karma they will reap.
Where mistrust and hatred is rife peace it never does grow
The war supposed to end all wars ended decades ago
But lessons not learned from the past and it does seem sad to say
That in war zones more people are injured and dying every day.
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