154 – The Sons Of War

154 – The Sons Of War

 

Our sons were given guns and knives

We thought the world they’d save

But they were just like picks and shovels

To dig out their own graves.

We sent our sons to war

And brought back their remains.

And the ones who came back living

Had their minds still wrapped in chains.

But now the war is over

And some have come back home.

But what happened to the others

I fear we may never know.


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