Guns in your arms, death in your eyes
If only you understood
This sorrow, pain, all mechanical
Crushing the remnants of all that’s good
What happened to that carefree child
The one with laughter so clear?
The one who saved a broken bird?
The one who used to be here?
What happened to that thoughtful boy
The one picking buttercups on the field?
The one whose heart overflowed with love?
The one who would never yield?
Was it those innocent mock-fights
Imagined battles for liberty?
Did I plant the thoughts with my plastic swords?
Turning childhood wars into reality?
Was it those books lying on your desk
A marker of birthdays past and come?
Was it those tales of celebrated battles
That took you off-path, far from home?
Maybe it was the lure of fame
Of the medallions and tales of glory
Did you never notice the shadows
In the eyes of those veterans on TV?
You said it’s all for the greater good,
A patriot defending his country
You said you were living life
In the role that you were born to be
Do you not see their sweet coat of lies
Is your soul not darkened with guilt?
To maim, to take, your hands drenched in blood
Destroying what can never be rebuilt?
This resolution, this blackened mask
Devoid of all that’s true
Where did they take my own sweet child?
What have they done to you?