Mad Demons

I’ve seen bodies splayed out in the street,
Serving as a warning for any of those who took opposition, 
I’ve heard the artillery fire at will, 
And oh so close, 
Like mad demons let loose from hell. 

I was a child so I didn’t really understand, 
Why the situation only got worse, especially for the poor, 
They were slaying guilty and innocent altogether, 
In order to save democracy. 

I only knew that once you heard the first shots go off, 
An instant curfew was immediately in effect, 
It didn’t matter if you were a man, woman or child, 
If you were still out and about, you were a suspect. 

And those who fought back for their rights, 
Were met with indignation, like a disease of the earth, 
Sworn to cleanse the land, with blood, 
With no conscience or concept of people’s worth. 

So death squadrons made examples of rebels, 
And while they were at it, threw in some babies as well, 
Serving as a warning for any who took opposition, 
Like mad demons let loose from hell. 

And the rebels fought back just as dirty, 
Punishing soldiers for crimes against humanity, 
So they too were made examples for their fury, 
The way they were displayed, it was total insanity. 

In a civil war, brother fights brother, 
With false ideologies of corrupt governments, 
So they wash each other’s brains and try to blame, 
Those who speak their voice as radical opponents. 

When everyone takes sides and arm themselves, 
Know that you’re about to experience hell, 
Because in war men will lose their humanity, 
And they fight like mad, mad demons.