Anthem for Someone´s Child
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“That’s someone’s child”, she cried,
I sighed,
his life lay broken on the ground.
The man who shot him down
just smiled,
beguiled by his amazing aim.
How can you go
back home to show
your face to all those lively children of your own?
He looked into the air,
that stare
was where there once had been a smile.
A woman sat alone
nearby
bled dry by grief and mother’s pain.
She wondered why
he searched the sky
with those warm eyes she´d known so well from birth.
A shot sent to the head
Instead of life
He´s buried in the earth.
They’ve dug a six-foot hole
to hide
their crime so all the world won’t know.
So much to give,
no more to live;
“It´s all in the name of freedom”, so they said.
And yet they dare to cry
that I
should bear the guilt for all they’ve done.
Because I said “No war!”
They roar
and project all their hate on me.
Democracy
is just a dream,
if to create it you have to kill that child.
There’s places you can go
with snow
and rain and sunshine all around.
But where that child now lay
in clay
is scorched and birds don’t make a sound.
He died in vain —
this war’s insane —
And the earth cries out this Anthem for her child.
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