So many, too many
So many gone
Men who fought for victory
But they lost
Their lives
Their loved ones
There’s nothing good about war
We, the people of the world,
Kill each other
Repeatedly, regularly
It’s always going on somewhere
Since the beginning of time
Why can’t we all just get along?
I’m afraid we never will

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