What War Means

An everlasting state of conflict, forgotten and remote, Disregarded and concealed There is slaughter and bloodshed every day, Hunger, pain and forced migration So far away from your safe homes A world engulfed in violence None of your fathers, none of your brothers, Sons and daughters lost in action Self-sacrifice, a privilege just granted to the poor
The cruelties you know are black and white, So distant in time and space Manipulated and sedated by military vapouring About surgical precision and righteous interventions Now they promise “no feet on the ground”
But you’re just bored with peace These wars are televised, edited and defanged Blindness!
No screams of anguish resound, No air raid sirens sounding through the night You just consume the horror, entertaining and amusive, You’re not at war Your land of bliss lies in an oppressed world of misery There has never been esteem for simple human harmony
And you’re just bored with peace These wars are long-yearned-for, They need these states to burn Believe me, you do not know, What war means, what war does to your families
Feelings of supremacy, reckless and inconsiderate Contracted patriots heady with victory And lacking ordinary empathy An everlasting state of conflict, forgotten and remote,
Disregarded and concealed And you’re just bored with peace, an abysmal tragedy