Peace Makers

I was walking by the walls.

Mud under my feet,

But I was wearing good boots.

It rained some time ago.

And to keep me warm, I wore a coat.

My grandmother said it came from skin goat.

Fur kept me warm

as I walked by the walls after the war.

And the peacemakers were around

holding their guns.

Let me know if you can't find the irony in that.

Yes, they want to keep my country at peace.

If they could kill off the enemy,

they could keep it in peace.

Well, I think I heard the devil laughing.

Playing into his favor,

Does it matter how we start the fire?

Peace or revenge,

So long as it burns us all.

Isn't that what makes it a little hell.

Only this one doesn't last.

It's just a tinny taste for an endless blast.

For a lava bath.…