There is a gulf 'twixt war and peace
The brave alone must cross...
And there they strive till battles cease
And some will suffer loss...
Few comprehend the sacrifice:
The blood, the sweat and tears...
And yet the brave who pay the price
May not survive the years...
God knows the reasons fuelled by Hell,
The poisoned minds involved...
And yet beyond the witch's spell,
Each conflict gets resolved...
While wars aren't based on holiness,
Forgiveness, meekness, love,
There comes a time when fates express
The outcome that's enough.
Till then, each day's a damn war zone,
A worldwide spectacle,
In which each soldier stands alone,
Waiting a miracle...
Perhaps we, too, are called to act,
Supporting where we can...
We tried diplomacy and tact
Yet they lied to a man...
The gulf 'twixt truth and lies goes on -
Until all lies are shunned...
Though true the war has just begun,
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