Why do we crave war-war?
When it's better we jaw-jaw,
Why do we bomb-bomb?
When we are not dumb-dumb.

Why do we crave war-war?
When it's only bloods that pour-pour,
Why do we fight-fight?
When we can make peace-peace.

When it's better we jaw-jaw,
Why is it war that we saw-saw?
When we can be friend-friend,
Why is it that it's war that trend-trend?

When it's only blood that pour-pour,
Why can't war stay for the days of yore-yore?
Why are we humans so sore-sore?
That we desire war more-more.

Why do we bomb-bomb?
When we are better off calm-calm,
Why do we ****-****?
That it's daily, lots of blood spill-spill.

Are we dumb-dumb?
Not to see that war makes cities slum-slum.
We talk war even in hush-hush,
While innocent bloods gush-gush.

We have somehow deprecated our own species.
To become outdated hardware.
A candidate for the scrapping site.
Worth only to be a spare part.

To forgive is our weakness
To pardon a crime so unjustifiable that
Our body shutdown in memory of it
Being static and null in our judges
In respect for our own calmness that
I hope it won't be a calamity of my
Own rationality in how I assume
Which is good and evil.

But somehow, to forget is our prowess
A strength that we teach ourselves so we
May let go of the bad memory
that may strangle us until we retch our spirit away
That's why, we bury it under our soil
And water it in hope
That it blossoms thorn roses so we remember not to touch its stem
And hurt ourselves again.