just want to debate,
While those in the war deal with fighting and hate,
With Generals advising their men at the top,
But no one can tell how to make it all stop.
To them it’s a
‘war-game’, just charts on the wall,
While soldiers in battle are giving their all,
And people are slaughtered unless they will yield,
The mortally wounded will never be healed.
So where is the
glamour and where is the fame?,
They all point their fingers and no one takes blame,
When lusting for power is all that they care,
Our world is in trouble; It just isn’t fair,
That some live in
turmoil and some live in peace,
The greed of the nations is feeding the beast,
With government leaders in charge of this mess,
Protecting their lives while they live in excess.
Oh, what have we
done to this world that God made?,
Like small spoiled children, we just can’t behave,
Now, if we don't soon learn to do what is right,
We’ll drown in our lust and continue to fight.
David Ronald Bruce Pekrul