Colin F. Jones

~ God and War ~

We dream, oh yes all people dream,
For all their thoughts are in their heads,
Hopes which create the perfect scene,
Beyond the visions of the dead.
And while we live we cling to pain,
That our Gods will come to bring us peace,
Wipe clean our suffering and our shame,
Lest all our dreams forever cease.
But the wars go on the shot and shell,
The blood and slaughter of our sons,
The sacred banners borne from Hell,
Designed from the shrapnel of our guns,
That fly so proudly in the sky,
For now they go again to die.