What A Waste Of Life.

The shadow of the moon
Clouded by the darkness
Weeping lonely in the wind,
Fire on the mountain range
Where a dreaded light ignites
Soldiers with guns at the ready,
Kneeling down to pray a prayer
Tracer bullets flying in the sky
Sand to dust in darkness.
Blinding tears of failure
Crying to a Mother -

Why were we born
To die without a life
For a wife and children
To love and hold forever more,
Singing songs and playing games
There on weekend pick nicks
Picking dainty mushrooms,
Climbing up on the hill
Below the mountain range
Free to roam hand in hand.

Now a memory to hide away
Hoping for a family grave,
Falling down the mountain
Fast fading in the explosion,
Piercing a memory to die
In a wasted life.
Sent to fight a stranger
Just another pawn
In the war for oil.

"Mommy why are you crying
For Daddy to come home?
He told me to be brave
And hold your hand.
He needs to save a soul
Praying far away from home
For God to save him -
The stranger dying
In his arms."

“Oh my child
How precious you are
To comfort me in tears,
The note with a purple ribbon
Lying cold on the floor,
Daddy in heaven
Waking there
A new life,
Praying for us."