He Begs For Peace

He wants no more war to
ruin humanity...
no more battles in our lives'
to break us all down.
The poet and the pauper
talk about it everyday...
it's no more our paradise
this cold one horse town.

He knows those up above us
talk about the final blow...
the final battle to end it all
the last one to cease.
Each day and night armies fight
until there isn't anything more...
to fight about, to cry about
oh he, he begs for peace.

The ones who we all fight for
call us all expendable...
we scream and shout without doubt
to make them stop what they do.
They don't care about those who
live on the battlefield...
they yell " win this one for us "
they just haven't got a clue.

His voice was clear as can be
he had the right to speak.
He fought so long to be heard
to end the bloody disease.
He begged and pled with them all
to end the war of all wars.
Soon they pulled their troops out
because he begged for peace.

He begs for peace.