The Toys Of War
From the land of the wall wishing brave,
where braves are no longer welcome,
or this, our island of explorers
who now wish these sea shores were
fringed with endless rows of closed doors,
have migrated many mantras of woe
fired forth from the business of diplomatic show.
And so, below the same stars
beneath which some mothers starve
- but not ours -
some will still say we in the West
need to invest in joyless weapons
we claim we aim not to use,
so as to trigger in others
a will to choose
to use less useless weapons...
that yes... all too often
we sold them.
We do this, so as to terrorise the terrorists
until they fear us more than we fear them...
Hard, since we are so very scared
of all these very scarred
skins, minds and hearts
because we know,
history can clearly show,
we marked them.
Yet even as we wend our way
along this well worn path,
be sure, we will mark more,
and more, and more
until we just can't keep score,
for so many bodies will have been lost
that no one can count the cost
as easily as the profits.
Still, we need be no prophet to see
although with open arms some will cash in,
it is as true now as it ever has been before,
no progressive people can ever truly win,
when we allow our boys to pay to play,
with the murderous toys of war.