From The Safest Places Come The Bravest Words
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It's all very comfy whilst they keep the war vocal But what happens
when the bombs from afar start coming down your local ?
We never asked for war Nor in the struggle for realization Did we
feel there was a need for it We never asked for war Nor in the joyful
colours of our childhood Were we conscious of it's darkness
How does
it feel to be the mother of a thousand dead ? Young boys rest now, cold
graves in cold earth How does it feel to be the mother of a thousand dead
? Sunken eyes, lost now, empty sockets in futile death
Your arrogance
has gutted these bodies of life Your deceit fooled them that it was worth the
sacrifice Your lies persuaded the people to accept the wasted blood Your
filthy pride cleansed you of the doubt you should have had You smile in the
face of death because you are so proud and vain Your cruel inhumanity stops
you from realising the pain That you inflicted, you determined, you created,
you ordered It was your decision to have those young boys
slaughtered
You never wanted peace or solution From the start you
lusted after war and destruction Your blood-soaked reason ruled out other
choices Your mockery gagged more moderate voices So keen to play your
bloody part Iron lady with your stone heart So eager that the lesson be
taught That you inflicted, you determined, you created, you ordered It was
your decision to have those young boys slaughtered
You accuse us of
disrespect for the dead But it was you who slaughtered out of national
pride Just how much did you care, what respect did you have ? As you sent
those bodies to their communal grave You buried them rough-handed, they'd
given you their all That once living flesh, defiled in the hell That you
inflicted, you determined, you created, you ordered It was your decision to
have those young boys slaughtered
You use those deaths to achieve your
ends still Using the corpses as a moral blackmail You say 'think of what
those young men gave' As you try to bind us in your living death Yet we
do think of them, ice cold and silenced In the snow covered moorlands,
stopped by the violence That you inflicted, you determined, you created, you
ordered It was your decision to have those young boys slaughtered.
This is no natural aggression composing death But i am afraid for
beauty when i see the fist The perfect hand that turns against itself The
perfect hand that holds a gun That flicks a switch to take a forest in a
single flame Human kind, his own choice, leaves behind such ragged
meat Leaves the nest an empty shell The military dream of blood Their
sweet wine flowing in the veins of men Who work towards our bloody
end
What now , now you would destroy the earth ? Dry, the river
beds What now , now in your control birth and death ? Dry, the bodies,
incandescent in the heat
Your war and raving of it is so total You're
consumed by it as you'd consume us Would you see the fire from your sanctuary
of death ? What terrible pain you need to hide In your hatred you'd seek
to destroy the earth What is it that you have been denied ?
Your mind
and it's rantings are so barren What the hell are you thinking, what the hell
? Your eyes and their vision, empty, staring What the hell are you seeing,
what the hell ?
So singular your motives, yet impossible to define How
finely lined my destiny in the cobwebs of your mind So insular your future,
so alien your plan Take all of this if you will and i'll take what i
can
And so you drive the world to war But this war will not be won or
lost The desolation that you've seen but never saw Is the lesson that you
teach, but never learn
But would you see the fire in the world where you
exist ? Will your hard eyes register the pain ? Are you so cold that there
is no distress ? Where there's death would you give death again ?
No
flowers in your landscape, just some withered rose Kicked amongst the
corpses, where they lay Halted, where all hope died Froze by the horror
of your acts, compelled to stay
Unnoticed in all this in your lusting
after death How determined that your darkness should be shared Unnoticed
in your blindness this miracle of breath What element of beauty attracts your
cruel desire ?
Would you see the burning, is that your delight ? Would
you have me see it in your stead ? Would you feel my yearning, peace, life,
light ? Body, breath, would you take all this ?
What is it that you
are seeking, so cold and so deprived ? What is it that you dream of in your
empty eyeless head ? Why must i share your lust of death, can you not die
alone ? Why must i share your fear of breath, life, light, peace ?.
Did you see the frightened ones ? Did you see the falling bombs
? Did you ever wonder why we had to run for shelter ? When the promise of
a brave new world unfurled beneath a clear blue sky
The flames are all
long gone, but the pain lingers on Goodbye blue sky, goodbye
They're always there high in the sky Nagasaki nightmare Pretty as
a picture in the general's eyes They've done it once, they'll do it
again They'll shower us all in their deadly rain Fishing children fish in
the imperial waters Sons and lovers, lovers and daughters Cherry blossom
hanging on the cherry blossom tree Flash, blinding flash, then there's
nothing to see
Dying, they're still dying one by one Darkness in the
land of the land of the rising sun Lesson learnt the lesson, no, because no
one really cares It's so easy to be silent just to cover up your fears So
they die in the nightmare and live with the nightmare Will you stand by and
let it happen again ? Nightmare death in the deadly rain Manmade power,
manmade pain They'll do it again Shower us in their deadly rain
Before the flash take two weeks food Pile the sacks of earth and
hide
Feathers burn so easily, all is blinded in the garden The gentle
eye, the dispensable perfection The cattle shed gives off the smell of sunday
kitchen Melting animals dead on the green Dying lambs bleating by the
wire
They fly Enola gaily, give breath to the waiting Give us the
reality of our hatred, give the earth nothing These last days on earth I
lay down to die in the grass Last vision, the lark is flame
Soulless and bent on destruction I observe with a pitiful eye When
savagery turns all good reason There's no turning back, no last stand An
abyss that laughs at creation Hearts and souls will burn
Onward nation's soldiers it's your job to fight Politician's don't
care if the cause is wrong or right Their political necks mean more to them
than the lives of a thousand men If they felt it would be of use they'd do it
all over again
Wars as cover-up jobs obscure the mistakes they've
made The gambles that they take certainly seem to pay With unemployment at
an all time high,and the country falling apart The leaders reign supreme in
their great nations heart
They nominate a personality to deal with
P.R. An absolute travesty but a media star Who'll advocate the wisdom of
their cruise missile plan The media love it when all's said and
done
While the soldiers fight the battles and the people suffer The
leaders prove their mettle, striking with fists of steel Proving that a heart
made out of lead is a heart that doesn't feel
The spoils of war, the hero, the lads, men pulled together for
war Set out to fight for the nation's flag that was waved by the thousands
ashore Waving farewell, the girls bare it all, pull up their jumpers and
skirts Carried away the crowd calls for more, the men feel it worth fighting
for It's all gone before, sexy sue, saucy jane, the pin-up that's carried to
battle The mascot that marks every plane and gun, markers of death Symbols
of men in whose name we are slaughtered like cattle In every good war there's
a nude on the wall to keep the men happy and straight A saucy ole joke lads,
it's all harmless fun, when we hit land who shall we rape ? Ah, the spoils of
war, the knickers, the bras, mementoes to give you support
While the
bombs drop around, you fumble in dreams With blank eyes see the corpses you
fought But bare it all girls and have all the dreams of dashing young
soldiers so brave Send him a garter, a cross, love ever after, for soon he
will be in his grave Ah, those rotting young men who all did their duty are
sinking away in the sea And they've missed just for them the beauty displayed
in the paper, page three
The bodies of war, the pin-up, the
corpse Flesh that is perfect and torn The breast that is curved, pink and
seductive The breast that is ripped and laid bare The beckoning arms, the
legs that are long, the welcoming look and smile The arms that are shredded,
the legs that are no more, the face that is rotten and stinks The sickness of
war, the men gone before, good luck and god speed you away The madonna is
there on the door, stripped naked and bare, she will show you the way The
conquering men make use of the spoils of war Confirming their glory, the
woman is raped, and the soldiers rename her whore
Their bodies are torn
and disfigured, in their heads life is never the same From the wall saucy sal
is still smiling, as the nightmare is caught in his pain Her body still
perfect and tempting is blistered with the blood of his tears His friends
that were killed for the reason of war that is fought over lies The pin-up
remains ever after, immortal as all around dies
Our boys have returned as
men, our men Our men have returned again Our men have returned all
tattered and torn and burned Our men have returned, amen
These heroes that have run before me, now dead upon the flesh piles,
see Waiting for their promised resurrection, there is none Nothing but the
marker, crown or cross, in stone upon these graves Promise of the ribbon was
all it took, where only the strap would leave it's mark upon these
slaves What flag to thrust into this flesh ?, rag, bandage in their flowing
death Taken aside they were pointed a way, for God, queen and country, now in
silence they lie They ran before masters, these children of sorrow, as slaves
to that trilogy They had no future, they believed in democracy, freedom of
speech Yet dead on the flesh piles, i hear no breath I hear no hope, no
whisper of faith From those that have died for some others privilege
Across your face that shattered look Of memories that flood the
mind Served up on t.v., film and book Bitter testament of mankind They
can keep their propaganda And their glorious farce of war My life isn't
theirs to squander Like that of those who have died before
You wear
your medals, oh, so proud For you did serve your country well Told to
proclaim your bravery loud There was no glory, only hell Lest we forget
who gave their lives Those who fought, so we'd be free Those who were
conned by ancient lies You'll make no murderer out of me
I'll bear no
arms for your rat race I see through the army boy's pretence I won't
betray the human race Leaping to the system's defence
I'll shed a tear, you'll disappear and we'll remember when A thousand
lonely boys were told to act as men I'll shed a tear, we'll talk some
more About a thousand soldier boys who died in a bloody war I'll shed a
tear, another's lost his life Fighting in some distant land to be worthy of a
wife I shed a tear, can feel the fear As mother's and father's
weep They can't see why government priced his life so cheap
I've shed
my tears, i've voiced my fears Now, it's up to you Stand down from war and
all it's for, show what you can do The problem's clear, what can we do
? The answer's held by me and you
Peace will require constant determination and personal
strength Constant effort, constant hard work Reappraisal, consideration
and devotion Peace requires individuals to realise their own
potential Which of those qualities were you taught in the schoolroom ?
War requires the masses merely as cannon-fodder
I abhor the damage inflicted upon humanity by the abomination that is the patriot
FIGHT WAR, NOT WARS