Unending

I knew a man who stormed the beach 
A gentle..quiet soul 
He told me..once..a little bit 
Many years ago 

Just yesterday 

Another son..a different war
Was a flyer.. in the nam 
Years between...yet never ending 
Always...the demand 

As it is today 

Wars.. begot by tyrants greedy 
Justified..by race or deities 
Small...to those outside the sphere 
Those inside 

They bleed

Takes so long..deciding 
Are these people worth the cost? 
The tyrants know...democracy 
All must get in line ..so slow 

The line ..

Defined by morals...shared by all 
At least...that's what's inferred 
Where are these..when tested?
Who guards... the one's apart?

The call

Upon whose sons are placed the call?
Is new Hitler worth the blood 
He's laughing at the deal maker 
Smiling..shaking hands 

A shrug