Orderly Retreat
I lived a lot and wished some I had not
To wonder why I was and was not dead
And how it is that I should still be here
While others have been chewed and spat instead
But then I realize that I forgot
An answer in this life is seldom clear
An orderly retreat and getaway
A descent which almost mimics a climb
Just make it look intentional they say
Nearing the end of another failed war
Looking for leaders but nobody there
I have to wonder what we fought it for
Life slips away a little at a time
Maybe the chickenhawks ought to explain
Their reasons so wrong and our costs so dear
The deaths the amputations burns and pain
They talk but no one listens anymore
They argue all day but why should we care?
Our ears have been dulled by artillery
We listened once before but not again
It was always true but now we can see
How they lose then they use humanity
They lose their own they should leave ours alone
But then we realize that we forgot
An answer in this life is seldom clear
Life slips away a little at a time
+Steven Curtis Lance
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