For the greater good

Are you a man of peace
Or man of holy war
Too many sides to you
Don't know which anymore
So many full of life
But also filled with pain
Don't know just how many
Will live to breathe again

A life that's made to breathe
Destruction or defence
A mind that's vain corruption
Bad or good intent
A wolf in sheep's clothing
Or saintly or sinner
Or some that would believe
A holy war winner

They fire off many shots
And many parting blows
Their actions beyond a reasoning
Only God would know
And as he lies in heaven
Or it could be in hell
I feel he's somewhere here
Or looking from below
But I don't know, I don't know

Please tell me now what life is
Please tell me now what love is
Well tell me now what war is
Again tell me what life is

More pain and misery in the history of mankind
Sometimes it seems more like the blind leading the blind
It brings upon us more of famine, death and war
You know religion has a lot to answer for

Please tell me now what life is
Please tell me now what love is
Well tell me now what war is
Again tell me what life is

And as they search to find the bodies in the sand
They find it's ashes that are scattered across the land
And as their spirits seem to whistle on the wind
A shot is fired somewhere another war begins

And all because of it you'd think that we would learn
But still the body count the city fires burn
Somewhere there's someone dying in a foreign land
Meanwhile the world is crying stupidity of man
Tell me why, tell me why

Please tell me now what life is
Please tell me now what love is
Well tell me now what war is
Again tell me what life is

For the greater good of God...

Please tell me now what life is
Please tell me now what love is
Well tell me now what war is
Again tell me what life is

He gave his life for us he fell upon the cross
To die for all of those who never mourn his loss
It wasn't meant for us to feel the pain again
Tell me why, tell me why...
(S. Harris)

Det skjuts överallt. Det skjuts i guds namn, vilket det än månde vara. Det skjuts i demokratins namn. Det senare känns kanske okej, for the greater good, men vad händer när de odemokratiska är borta och nya herrar ska ta plats? Ett land som aldrig skött sig självt; som först koloniserats, förstörts och lämnats av det europeiska herrefolket; där en stark man skyndade sig att diktera. Nu ska demokratin ta över? Vilken demokrati? FN? Nya herrefolk i väntan på att generationer av diktatur ska tvättas bort? 


Pardon me for being pessimistic.

Och ja, jag var där.