Ashes In The Dust

As yet another unnecessary war is “won”
And the inhabitants of both nations have lost their all
The part of the perpetrators, now done
Is to ignore each despairing civilians’ call

As the sands are stained with blood
And all over lie burnt carcasses
Another man falls dead with a thud
And laughs as a maniac at the innumerable masses

For from this war insanity does bud
And the effect of the violence never truly passes
As another grenade turns out a dud
All done is to curse the top brasses

But what are they truly cursed for?
That a few lives have not been taken?
Why should we engage in war
When it leaves the land barren, dead and godforsaken?

For all it does is cause battles and clashes
As deadened hulks of metal do solemnly rust
And in the sand now lie the blackened ashes
Intermingling with blood in the omnipresent dust

As metal meets metal with a deafening crash
It is more a conflict of each bigoted, iron will;
Willing to turn the land to trash
Burning each house and window sill

Parting families without a second thought
Waging war as they see fit
These despots see not what they have wrought
And only reap each benefit

As it comes and as it goes
Their “success” is soon forgotten by all
For now lost in Madness’s passionate throes
They are willing to undergo any fall

As long as they have that demon, power
They care not whether they are in dire straits
For they feel that with might they tower
Over those with integrity and honest traits

Yet what they fail to see are the ashes in the dust
That float about in the deathly breeze, without end
They do not know what to survive they must
That integrity and truth will soon transcend

Their corrupt motives and propaganda, innumerable
Are enough to any human being sicken
And those who are willing, and able
Will no longer stay oppressed and by hunger stricken

In rebellion and mutiny, rise!
But work with a plan
A strategy one must devise
As well as one possibly can

And let no more there be war or bloodshed
Cut off the dictator’s extended hand
Leave him be and soon, find him dead
And all there’ll be, ‘ll be ashes in the sand.