It is our country's disagreement
that furthers our environment,
of homes without fathers, sisters, sons
that are away, fighting for some
peace between the nations,
but it was our leaders' own decisions
that have brought us to the place
where there is not a trace
of love between our countries,
not a shred of peace.
The screams for orders
and the shouts of demands
can be heard across the plain
through the hurt and through the pain
soldiers still respond with
devotion and full grit,
even though their comrades are
far, far, far, away
from the light of the day
that plays through the toil and the fray.
Some awake from the night,
fraught with terror and filled with fright,
from nightmares stemmed from realities
of war and blood and screams
belonging to their fellow army men
who did not achieve accomplishment
from the fields and deserts where
they thought to themselves,
"What would you change?"
I would erase the fighing pain.