Civil War

Vengeance, the order of the day.
A stone, a weapon, the only way.
Take up your ammunition friends,
The time has come, this war won’t end.
The struggle for peace within each soul,
Will manifest as war and take its toll.
Prepare your requiems you pious men,
And let it precede your final Amen.
Where is your saviour, the son of God?
Will faith in him ever be restored?
The glint of evil in your daughters’ eye,
The hushing of the baby’s wail and cry,
The unforseen and unfortold,
Will very soon for you unfold.
So take up your ammunition friends,
This civil war will never end.
Undertakers, get to work,
As bloody deaths in the shadows lurk.