an old pawn
wars like all wars,good men die young,
bad men live on,
women are raped,
children are orphaned,
and Mother's cry,
for idea's, or principle's,
for gold, or silver,
for land, or water, food,
for the end of an egg
and Mother's cry,
war is an art,
studied, and mastered,
kill a man, or many men
bomb a city, or a nation
and Mothers cry.
wars like all wars,
Master and his Student
before time was time
rock turned to spear
and Mother's cry
be it Heaven or Hell
I will take or,
it was never my war
and Mother's cry
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