War has become an orphan
No one owns it anymore
There are no clear sides
Everyone just collectively
Decides to be silent
Children are killed
Buildings are razed
Drones are dropped
Media says and shows it all
Except who are the perpetrators
And who are the victims
There were grand wars
Once upon a time
Fought for justice, power
And similar thuggery
There were heroic warriors
Grand Manhattan project
Even Nuclear bomb
Had a purpose
Now there are drones
Flying with precision
Targetting journalists
Activists, hospitals
Everyone is vulnerable
No one wants to own a war
No one marches with conviction
Cowardice is abundant
They kill the unarmed
They target civilians
Throwing away all rule books
Treaties and peace talks of earlier wars
Ammunition and weapons?
Suppliers perhaps are the same
To both the sides
Absolutely fair in their
Dealings and trade
Who killed whom for what?
Please don’t ask
It’s a catch 22 trap
War is good for the economy
After all
It is all collateral damage
For greater good
Whose greater good and for what?
Ah! Don’t ask
Along with war
Goodness, kindness
Have become orphaned too
After poisoning the soil and soul
We sow and reap only hate
Love too has become an orphan
With no grave or tombstone
War has become an orphan
Mad Decadence 