There was a strong metallic smell
it came from the bodies scattered
pools of dark blood glistened
murder and mayhem all around

pillage, rioting and rape
had left a village smoking
lying in its own ruins
a manky cur sniffed around

where was it that this came to pass?
try any war zone in any land
look around you then look again
this is what happens time again

for what? so rich men can line
their pockets at others expense
sitting safe far away taking tea
not knowing or even caring

that families all wiped out
in a matter of hours not days
all for a bit of land or gold
how can the human heart survive

that most tender of organs
take in and accept such carnage
yet lay with a loved one making love
tenderly kissing a crying child

what terrible things we do
the atrocities committed
yet most people are kind
reaching out a helping hand

what is to become of us
if we continue this way
when will man be happy?
when all is destroyed?