7 days have passed, since the war started
Yet to hear the sound of guns
Through the pride of a nation, but underfunded
We're told we'll overcome
And I'm not even convinced we'll see
Any money for armour that we didn't crowd fund
But when nobody's listening
then we fear the worst's yet to come
30 days have passed, since the war started
Some of us will not return
Through a cloud of lies and empty words
Clearly showing no concern
And none of us are quite sure we'll be
Quite as safe as we could've been all along
And the rest of the world is watching
Wondering what's going wrong
40 days have passed, since the war started
Many sick and old have died
And the armour, they promised long ago
Somehow still has not arrived
50 days have passed, and I have had
3 more emails this morning, just to say
3 more people I knew died on the weekend
Not forgotten, but betrayed
And on the front lines, all I see are
Mothers, fathers, children, risk their lives
Sacrificial, unprotected heroes
But expendable in their eyes
And every Thursday I hear the thunder
And every Friday I hear the lies
And every single second hypocrisy
Grows behind a vacous smile
Yet to hear the sound of guns
Through the pride of a nation, but underfunded
We're told we'll overcome
And I'm not even convinced we'll see
Any money for armour that we didn't crowd fund
But when nobody's listening
then we fear the worst's yet to come
30 days have passed, since the war started
Some of us will not return
Through a cloud of lies and empty words
Clearly showing no concern
And none of us are quite sure we'll be
Quite as safe as we could've been all along
And the rest of the world is watching
Wondering what's going wrong
40 days have passed, since the war started
Many sick and old have died
And the armour, they promised long ago
Somehow still has not arrived
50 days have passed, and I have had
3 more emails this morning, just to say
3 more people I knew died on the weekend
Not forgotten, but betrayed
And on the front lines, all I see are
Mothers, fathers, children, risk their lives
Sacrificial, unprotected heroes
But expendable in their eyes
And every Thursday I hear the thunder
And every Friday I hear the lies
And every single second hypocrisy
Grows behind a vacous smile
Contributed by Dq82 - 2023/6/24 - 11:27
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