| THE DOGS OF WAR |
| We dream of peace yet still we fight with rifles in our hand We leave the dead and dying their blood shed on the land We always teach our children that loves the only way But then The Dogs Of War come and carry them away They take away their names in return are given tags And those left dead or dying always come home in a bag The saddest part about it is you'd think we'd one day learn To lock the past behind us so the Dogs could not return But far off in the distance I hear their thunder roar And once again they've come to take our children off to war |
| by Thomas Harvey |