One day the war will be over
but no-one will have won.
The cost will be counted and rebuilding begun
The day the lawyers work is done then at last we may be able to have fun.
Then at last my child and i
might even get to see the sun\
To play, to talk, to weep, to laugh
to catch up on good times in the past.
But however much we might enjoy
the future is a victim of the past
For the scars of war
are not measured in blood and gore
But deeper down and harder to heal
in the heart where we feel
A shadow on the lung, pain in the head
carried around a chunk of lead
Always there dimming our spark
blood spilled in war leaves stains so dark
It is not the soldier or the strong who defy
but the children who suffer from the lies all their lives
until they die.
GMP 2008
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