Blood is blood, From any heart

War is the degreation of the human soul. There is no end to war, it's continous and is meant to purge and shame our human morals and ethics.
The noble qualities of humanity consist of loalty, trust and compassion. One cannot hide behind the borders of intimidation. Continuing to live in the ingorance of their mistakes. A wall is not built with denial, a strong wall is built with truth.
The following poem may affend so, I apologize before hand.

Bleeding hearts of the world unite
Please be with us in this, our plight
Can our mistakes be made right
In the dark unloving night?

Can our brothers across the sea
Forgive us for what we did to thee?
Unknown to us, our mission wrong
And now we sing this guilty song

With our march and downcast plea
And to our own god, do we see
Now our hearts yearn for forgiviness
Will our families cease to miss us?

The wrongs that our country brought
Has only given our chival code to rot
Can our Commander and Cheif not see
That blood over all contients isn't green

War brings death! Not money dear,
Can you see our soliders tears?
And the mothers mourn of children lost
On all the different battle fronts?

May the deaths of our children
Not line the pockets of private citizens
May life go on to be lived
And maybe end a hate we were forced to give