I lie in wait for what? My death, his death, their death?
I dug my hole so deep have I done this so I can’t peep
Or maybe I dug deep so I would R.I.P
Another bang another scare someone cries while another one dies
The skies a glare with red and yellow flares
Is it too late to find the God I ignored for so long to save my retched soul, is it, is it, is it?
With all the weapons at my disposal to kill and mane my fellow man, to leave his children without a father, a wife without a husband, a mother and father without a son
Why should it be me, why should it be me, why, why, why?
My father was a great man, taught me right from wrong
He taught me love was the way forward he told me that fighting was for the weak
He used to say “The stronger man would walk away” where are you dad today?
I see my father’s eyes the night he passed away fighting an unseen enemy that crept up to him and ate him away, maybe a bullet to my head tonight would be best instead of that cancerous disease that took my father away.
The lights have stopped the bombs have ceased a new day dawns it’s time to feast
So now it’s time to call back home to a wife that still has a husband my children that still have a dad
and a mum that still has a son.