The Path To War(The Sad Song)

I awoke this morning to find blood on my doorstep, I turned on the television to see those faces who wept, My eyes became glued to the screen, adjusting to the morbid, A view of darkness of which I will never be rid, The sun shines pale and leaves me feeling confused, The light cannot find the evil that has been loosed, How can any heart lash out with such unspeakable pain, How did we ever let this kind of terror gain, They dance in their streets as we become the sacrificial goat, I feel this terrible anger rising up in my throat, Smoke and fire, people and rubble, strewn about, Leaving us feeling alone, and full of doubt, Some say the measure of vengence, is an eye for an eye, But how exact is the gauge we use when so many die, If we roll over the land until it is all erased, Do we keep up the carnage until all demons are chased, Something inside of us died, it no longer exists, We can find no tenderness in the ball of a fist, Our hearts fill with scenes of sadness and pain, Unbearable truths and anguish will always remain, Virgin innocence blinded, untouched by cruel intentions, Reality brings her sharp teeth to bear, as Satan grins, The fires of hell explode upon us, wicked ways have come, What was shattered lies in pieces, forever for some, We did not expect this rape of our soul, We did not ask for the drums to roll, We did not ask for permission to bleed, We just want payment for this dreadful deed, As the sad song plays we realize what has died, Compassion is gone now, leaving no place to hide, We awaken from complacency induced sleep, and we crawl, Back to a life never normal, and God help us all......... Written September 21st, 2001 © on Sep 21 2001 03:55 PM PST   18 • 0 • 1