Not now my darling the world is at war
the factions fighting on every conceivable shore.
the factions fighting on every conceivable shore.
What are we doing, how can it be stopped,
this madness of men at the top
fighting for war on every single front?
The answer so simple
I must have been mad to ignore the signs,
those of the imperialists fighting on that hill
where houses of white dictate the outcome
of the simple-minded who blink at the wink
of those most devious men.
I know as I too believed
from the first moment the bombing stopped
that war was waging
on another completely other front –
devious, underhanded, covert they say,
but in reality it is the likes of us
they want to be kept at bay.
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August 19th, 2013
Tags: Songs of Sorrow
