Us & Them

  
No glory written in tears
truth wilts as fear grows    
rolling with the mist across the plains    
and into the city's heart  
the stench of war etched deeper    
than scars on the moon  
   
Is it better to be blind    
while the world bleeds  
such mortal wounds    
when greed and hatred combine  
become the scourge we call    
mankind  
   
is it better to be deaf    
When children scream    
and mothers cry  
whose son will look them in the eye  
offer them just reason why  
holding hands with death  
   
Is it better to stay dumb  
when called to arms refuse to fight    
nor join debate for wrong or right  
If flames of peace are burning bright  
what use is one life lost tonight  
fate's logic points no gun