I listened to your crying in the other room

One silly non-descript summer afternoon

I remember wondering now why the tears

Always sure to separate my own quiet fears

At my age couldn’t really be sure what is meant

By daily activities causing feelings that resent

The world’s energy around us playing out ludicrous

Compassionate tones while far away from us

Men were dying at the hands of proclamations

Decrees without treaty sought killing machines

Years later we are a nation of interference

Once again refusing to stay on the fence

When will the illicit wars that we willingly fight

Match up with our humanity’s desire to take flight