IT NEVER ENDS

 

When going to war don’t make friends,

   And we let others make a command –

They are here today and gone tomorrow

   Like an hourglass dispensing sand!

 

The cries of men will trouble the soul

   Like shadows of the sun and moon –

O the games of war that men like to play,

   While a young man lies in his tomb!

 

There’s no justification for killing others,

   And we all know it’s about the money –

All the war factories are up and running,

   And the smell of death is never funny!

 

When going to war don’t make friends,

   For the memories of war, it never ends!

 

Thomas Theophilus© August 24, 2025