Not Knowing what he had got
into only following the sheep
The message sent for
his deployment at only
twenty three Promised
to be there for
His mother looks
at photos Passed
down from a
family tradition
Her head lies
on her lap
I'll never be sure
exactly what it means
"To serve and protect
us from enemies"
They make sure
we're scared
To justify this
ugly bloody mess
It's less than your pride
it's suicide at best
The waiting fills
her with delusion
and memories gone
by "How could I
give life to my
let him go die?"
But with this joke
administration
where no one is exempt
It's not your fault
and never will be
Don't hold love
in contempt
I feel like I'm lost
drowning out at sea
Surrounded by space with
no regard for sympathy
She sees the parade of
victory and war that
wasn't won "I'm not
coming home He's
my only son"
If an angel earns its wings
every time somebody dies
Then today the angels
black out the blue sky