Imagine the torture<\/p>\n
of each human soul<\/p>\n
what goes on out there<\/p>\n
beyond our control<\/p>\n
what the eyes see<\/p>\n
the heart can’t contain<\/p>\n
what the mind knows<\/p>\n
only, the insane<\/p>\n
can imagine the hurt<\/p>\n
can live with this woe<\/p>\n
can stomach the stress<\/p>\n
and come back again<\/p>\n
to a home they forgot<\/p>\n
in the mayhem of war<\/p>\n
they may have been shot<\/p>\n
buddies have died<\/p>\n
blown up and smashed<\/p>\n
like dolls in a box<\/p>\n
their bodies just trashed<\/p>\n
the skies have turned orange<\/p>\n
the forests torn down<\/p>\n
the power of the weaponry<\/p>\n
in blood we drown<\/p>\n
why do we come back<\/p>\n
why us, we ask<\/p>\n
when others were in the ground<\/p>\n
every mask<\/p>\n
signifies those souls<\/p>\n
lost in the fight<\/p>\n
their eyes closed forever<\/p>\n
they will not see the light<\/p>\n
of the sun on the fields<\/p>\n
of the rain on the street<\/p>\n
inside us it builds<\/p>\n
to a vast huge crescendo<\/p>\n
that wakes us at night<\/p>\n
we hear every scream<\/p>\n
every shell that does bite<\/p>\n
every child that lay bleeding<\/p>\n
every women we saw<\/p>\n
thrown out of her home<\/p>\n
in a puddle of gore<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
we come back to the city<\/p>\n
we left years ago<\/p>\n
everythings changed<\/p>\n
no one wants to know<\/p>\n
only we realize<\/p>\n
what we’ve been through<\/p>\n
suicide feels like a moment<\/p>\n
to woo<\/p>\n
a way out of all of this<\/p>\n
a chance to be<\/p>\n
back with those chums<\/p>\n
who we lost in the sea<\/p>\n
the theatre of war<\/p>\n
the forests the mayhem<\/p>\n
that most now ignore<\/p>\n
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Imagine the torture of each human soul what goes on out there beyond our control what the eyes see the heart can’t contain what the mind knows only, the insane can imagine the hurt can live with this woe can … Continue reading