WAR   Nov. 8, 1987.

Father, can you forgive me
For I have committed sin?
I haven't lost a battle
But still, I cannot win.
I look across the land
All of the grass has been burned
I have educated men to ****,
Yet, there's something they haven't learned.

Father, please forgive me
For I have done wrong
I've raised weapons against men
Whose lives might have been long.
I've destroyed all humanity
In this once happy place
And I see the damage that I've done
In each and every face.

I beg forgiveness, Father,
For I have killed my brothers
And I've not an idea
The pain of those left over.
For in my mind I see the words:
That 'Thou Shalt Not ****',
But, Father, it was war
It wasn't for the thrill.
THEY said I'd be glorious
THEY said I would be a hero
But THEY aren't pulling the trigger...
...I suppose they'll never know.