So, the battle continued man against man their arms of destruction
sets their manhood free.

The women and children died as they flee!

Whole cities were raised back to the ground machines rained missiles at one press of the hand.

As democracy wavers, to one last stand!

Will there be a winner who's right who's wrong just neighbors who argued then one's lost the plot.

Do we know who fired the very first shot?

So many pieces to be picked up so many scattered around
so many lives in turmoil comforted in prayer we live in hope that peace can be found.

Or the future looks grim whether the hare or the hound!

the iron bell called all the faithful in their finery
to come kneel in prayer, and sing their throats out
accompanied by the bellowed ***** pipes,
but to the outsider all seemed too unreal too nice
and far too smiley underneath all that finery
to be included in such hallowed ranks
and within those hallowed walls.

it always was
-a deep need.
-a dream.
-a want.
-the only way to be.