A many battle has been washed a sea
A family, friend, and a lover now free
Disappears down drains thought gone dry
A war no one thought would go awry

A snake again rears his head
And yes thousands more are dead
A freedom fought alone side strife
A child left to be raised alone by husband, or wife

I fear that life has changed its tune
I hear it raised on high the moon
So you call out to one so high
A last prayer before your final sigh

I too am to blame for silence in this
For a human life has rained blood’s mist
Shout I on high mountains my friends
Be done with the deadening of war
The End