Well 1

Here we are, again
Staring into the abyss
Playing games with real lives
And where does it get us
Sweeping up the debris
Saying this is the last time
As the body bags are counted
Till the next time
But thats a different day
A different financial year
Lets us catch our breath
Then we can have new weapons and guns
To kill from further
Faster, wider
From an office
As the air conditioning whirrs
And the coffee is always hot