World According To Manchesterpaul

War ( truth of course )

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

For Life, Love, Peace, Justice and Truth.

Flow Back To The Heart