THE WAR OF HEARSAY
 Damn the hearsay!
He say!
She say!
They say!
You say?
Well now…
I say!
 
Soilders, once friends
I can hear their guns
Gab gab gab gab
Chat chat chat chat
Watch the gas burn and roar
In the war of hearsay
 
Gun shots fire
Tounges darting like dagger
Stab the bleeding heart
 
In the midst of it all
The teardrops, the anger, the revenge
I don't understand why the word
"sorry" is so hard to say
why the act of forgiving
is so hard to do
 
And so I choose to stay in my room
My shelter
Close the door, and wait for the final bomb to drop
And perhaps it is unrealistic
To only come out to eat leave or eat or shit
But there's too much propaganda
And waves of untruth
That I rather not get caught
Gagged
And drowned
In the undertoe
 
Lies! Lies! Lies!
Blowing in the bitter wind
It's scary to know
That they all know
All to well
What they are doing
 
WHY?
 
Soilders march in their little cliques
Words like bullets
Gab gab gab gab
Chat chat chat chat
 
SNAP!
Another
Friendship
Dead
Or so I've heard.