Beat thy Sword

"... And they will have to beat their swords into plowshares and their spears into pruning shears. Nation will not lift up sword against nation, neither will they learn war anymore."
~ Isaiah 2:4~

I hear the war drums
see the swords and guns
smell the intensity and fear
taste the hate
feel the terror

Brother against brother
friend against friend
It's hard to believe it will ever end

I hear the battle cries
see the bloodguilt
smell the death
taste the tears
feel the pain

They kill for what?
to be rid of their fellow man
They die for what?
Honor for a country just saluting them with a hand

I hear families crying
see the sorrow and hurt
smell the devastation
taste the hardship
feel sympathy

When will men know
to love thy brother?
When will they hate
their weapons of war?
When will they see
the pain and destruction?
When will they learn war no more?