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<blockquote data-quote="Garraty_47" data-source="post: 729632" data-attributes="member: 1547"><p>This was written around the time of the very first Gulf war...</p><p></p><p><strong><u>The Alarm</u></strong></p><p></p><p>Blood flows</p><p>Into the thirsty sands</p><p>Rockets bruise the sky</p><p>Do we make war for freedom</p><p>Or gasoline? Ha</p><p>They won't tell us</p><p>In a few years</p><p>Someone will write a book</p><p>Maybe then we'll know</p><p>But does it</p><p>Does it really matter</p><p><u>Why</u> we kill each other?</p><p>The dead are still dead</p><p>Ashes and dust and</p><p>Dust and ashes</p><p>I'm just so sick</p><p>Of it all</p><p>And when the Storm</p><p>Has ceased to rain</p><p>And all the clouds come home</p><p>What will they leave</p><p>Behind in that desert?</p><p>Flowers and sunshine</p><p>Gratitude and smiles?</p><p>Will it really be better</p><p>More peaceful</p><p>More sane?</p><p>Or will the players change</p><p>In the same old game</p><p>On a scorched and cratered field</p><p>How long until</p><p>Clouds gather again?</p><p>Over there</p><p>Over here</p><p>It makes no difference</p><p>Lightning is lightning</p><p>Wherever it strikes</p><p>Whenever it strikes</p><p>Whoever it strikes</p><p>It's a lesson we haven't learned</p><p>A lesson we should have learned</p><p>A lesson we surely <u>must</u> learn</p><p>And governments are people</p><p>Though at times they're hard to see</p><p>So we all become students</p><p>And teachers at once</p><p>With too many classes in hate</p><p>If people can't live</p><p>With each other</p><p>For each other</p><p>It's no surprise</p><p>That nations don't</p><p>Wake up</p><p>Homo sapiens</p><p>This is your alarm</p><p>It's as loud</p><p>As I can make it</p><p>And I choke</p><p>On disgust</p><p>While with pillows o'er heads</p><p>You turn away</p><p>Clutching dreams</p><p>That give me nightmares.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Garraty_47, post: 729632, member: 1547"] This was written around the time of the very first Gulf war... [B][U]The Alarm[/U][/B] Blood flows Into the thirsty sands Rockets bruise the sky Do we make war for freedom Or gasoline? Ha They won't tell us In a few years Someone will write a book Maybe then we'll know But does it Does it really matter [U]Why[/U] we kill each other? The dead are still dead Ashes and dust and Dust and ashes I'm just so sick Of it all And when the Storm Has ceased to rain And all the clouds come home What will they leave Behind in that desert? Flowers and sunshine Gratitude and smiles? Will it really be better More peaceful More sane? Or will the players change In the same old game On a scorched and cratered field How long until Clouds gather again? Over there Over here It makes no difference Lightning is lightning Wherever it strikes Whenever it strikes Whoever it strikes It's a lesson we haven't learned A lesson we should have learned A lesson we surely [U]must[/U] learn And governments are people Though at times they're hard to see So we all become students And teachers at once With too many classes in hate If people can't live With each other For each other It's no surprise That nations don't Wake up Homo sapiens This is your alarm It's as loud As I can make it And I choke On disgust While with pillows o'er heads You turn away Clutching dreams That give me nightmares. [/QUOTE]
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