Ashes succumb from a distant land
Wailing cries were heard over the barren sand
Red dust and ash blowing in the breeze
Buildings topple, nothing but debris
Men fight and scream and yell
Laying in tents bloody and unwell
Men young and old all different ages
Death upon them all because war never changes
Lives were taken no matter who was in the fight
For a long time this land has been plagued with blight
A sad life these wars have brought
Money and power it was all lost
Through the smoke and the fire\'s rage
Echoes of history page after page
A cycle unbroken a tale so old,
War\'s bitter story is forever retold.