Maybe Tomorrow

For the "Fears" Contest

Maybe Tomorrow, war will find you;
And you’ll find yourself fighting in a foreign land,
So many sides to the same man,
Preacher, heathen, a sinner and a saint,
Man of peace, warmonger, Man of holy war;

Maybe tomorrow, a bullet will find you;
And find the peace that you been lookin for,
Looking up from the gates of hell,
Or looking back from heavens door,
Does anyone remember what they were fighting for,

Can you tell me what we are fighting for,
Or trying so hard to forget;
Can you please tell me what Love is,
Or can you tell me what Hate is worth dying for;
Again tell me what war is,
Tell me now what life is;
What makes you think that your war is a holy one,
What makes you think that they are an evil force,

Bloodied waters rushing, or men buried in the sand,
The nameless soldier fighting an doing all he can,
A single parent raising their child best that they can,
Again tell me now what life is;
Please tell me now what love is
I have a fear we don’t know
Whats worth fighting for……