At the end, you wonder how
you bombed a truckload of civilians,
just following orders.
At the end, you declare
if you had your time as a genius again
you would not have invented the atomic bomb.
At the end, you ask
why your life is easily snuffed out
while the world watches on TV.
At the end, you say
how is it politicians
don’t step on to battlefields?
Who decides at the end
who is honourable and who is not?
Those who make weapons sell to all sides.
