We need not tell the children it is an honour to die in hell

Mentality is a crow in a cage

Minds are fragile birds

Minds needs to grow but war is the cage

Voices are tuned out by silent screams

Does war mean dead age?

Streets are ruins of fear

We need not tell the children it is an honour to die in hell

To die in honour is a lie that none needs to face

We wait to walk the stairs of home

We wait for the light to appear

We wait for nothing

We hope to find joy

We hope to climb the wall to end it all

We hope to get free of nothing

We need not tell the children it is an honour to die in hell.

To die in honour is a lie that none needs to face.

Time is pain for those who wield the gun

Time is fear for those who seek shelter

Time is gone for those who die

Time is nothing for those who are scared by muted screams

Time is a time of greed for generals

Time is a time for war for people who declare

Time is a time for revelation for the people who are scared

Time is a time for hope for the brave

We need not tell the children it is an honour to die in hell.

To die in honour is a lie that none needs to face.

We will remember them.

Banking Systems Architect. Curious. Antifragile.