How Goes The War?

We didn't ask for a revolution.
We didn't ask to be an heir.
We tried to make a resolution.
But it was like talking to air.

We do what we have to survive life.
Children get caught in the crossfire.
We stand our ground in the strife.
Some days a knife; some days a wire.

It would be nice to just get along.
We talk in the foxholes about peace.
The hand grenades disturb our song.
The bombs make us all ill at ease.

There are breaks in the great war.
Some us get lonely and want home.
So many little scratches and scars.
We are like a dog without a bone.

We get cards and letters sometimes.
Some days we even get pretty flowers.
Life can be hell in the war time.
The war helps the sellers and buyers.