Why Bother

No doubt our own sufferings we best understand
Take war for one example fought in some foreign Land
The people who live in the war zones from us far away
But that's all right with us as life for us feels okay.

'Tis sad for to think we lack in empathy
For those who are living in dire poverty
With the sky as their roof and the ground as their bed
Compared to them lucky are those who are lying with the dead.

Since the war supposed to end all wars we've had decades of years
But nothing has been learned from the sufferings and tears
That wars do bring with them with the mass loss of life
Why bother to tell us that peace comes from strife.

Why bother to tell us that heroes die brave
When the last post don't raise the soldier from the grave
The one who died for supposed freedom of life's cares is free
But there's far more to life than that 'twould seem to me.

That the winners write the war history sounds so true but 'twould seem
That peace and freedom through war is just a clouded dream
For few truly can say may the by gone be gone
And the war may be over but old hatreds live on.

For to join in the battle I never did run
And I've never been a soldier or man of the gun
But I feel that war leaders who write their own laws
Should at least have the courage to fight for their own cause.

They may beat their war drums but they are battle shy
Instead they send others for them for to fight and die
And since to their own cause they are not even true
Why bother applaud when applause is not due.