Foolish Notion

Why do we kill people who are killing people
To show that killing people is wrong
What a foolish notion
That war is called devotion
When the greatest warriors are the ones that stand for peace
War toys are growing stronger
The problems stay the same
The young ones join the army
While general what’s-his-name
Is feeling full of pride
That the army will provide
But does he ask himself
Death row is growing longer
The problems stay the same
The poor ones get thrown in prison
While warden what’s-his-name
Is feeling justified
But when will he be tried (when justice is denied)
For never asking why…
Children are so tender
They will cross the earth if they think they are saving a friend
They get drawn in by patriotic lies
Right before our eyes
They leave our home
And then they find out once they’re all alone
They’re asking the age old question
Why?