War
always wins
( Manchester bombing May 2017 )
Let us all return to
the old ways, a time now sadly lost,
Live out each and
every new day, not worry of the cost,
Take ourselves back in
time, when we had no need to hurry,
All about seemed fine,
with please, thank you and sorry!
Turn the clock fully
around, more than a hundred years,
Before instant news
was found, as well as instant tears,
To when you had a row,
you had to walk across the land,
And on the way
somehow, the walk curbed your angry stand,
When it was man to
man, each stood his chosen ground,
Both did rightfully
stand, shook hands when done, real proud,
Yet this has not been
so, the poor have, through ages paid,
The rich pull too or
fro, soldiers in the ground are laid,
Armies go to fight, in
foreign fields and places,
Bringing all their
might, killing nameless faces,
While home is thought
to be, untouched yet safe and sound,
No internet to see,
whole cities flattened to the ground,
Yes please let us all
return, to a time we knew no hate,
When all the bad we
learned, would somehow seem too late,
When reporters had to
go, to so many war torn lands,
It took a week to
show, what they wrote with their own hands,
There is no going
back, no way to turn that clock,
We have computers now
that hack, and bombs instead of rocks,
To every corner of
every land, religion organised and spread
Too many willing to
lend a hand, to increase the numbers of the dead,
There is no going
back, for there never was, a peaceful time,
Instant news was all
we lacked, war was never something fine,
The less well-off
always died, no matter near or far,
No government heard or
tried, as long as they had their war,
So before we condemn
one and all, blame a single race or creed,
No matter who started
this brawl, hatred planted its seed,
And long before we
ever knew, of such horrendous things,
We are so many, we are
so few, and we bury all that war brings.
