Onward March
Damage done
As shells combust
Gray clouds no sun
Or tears just dust
Peaceful talks were in swift decline
As blind hatred rendered man insane
War crimes justice kept in mind
And the lies will always echo blame
Who stands for a selfish man
Maybe fools down on their luck
Conversations twisted plans
Zeroed in on sitting ducks
Too old to hold the throttle in arthritic hands
Too tired is the hearts desire to condone
God please help us all to understand
This onward march into the combat zone