With the drums of war, and lets face it, nuclear war clamouring ever louder, I thought sharing this was appropriate right now

These mist covered mountains
Are a home now for me
But my home is the lowlands
And always will be
Some day you'll return to
Your valleys and your farms
And you'll no longer burn
To be brothers in arm

Through these fields of destruction
Baptism of fire
I've witnessed your suffering
As the battles raged higher
And though they did hurt me so bad
In the fear and alarm
You did not desert me
My brothers in arms

There's so many different worlds
So many different suns
And we have just one world
But we live in different ones

Now the sun's gone to hell
And the moon's riding high
Let me bid you farewell
Every man has to die
But it's written in the starlight
And every line on your palm
We're fools to make war
On our brothers in arms

Making this entry public as the world is staring at the abyss right now. And people laughed today when I suggested world war is not far away. So arrogant. They should look to the past as I am now doing so. Peace to everyone. Let's all pray to our God whatever shape or form you happen to follow, that cooler heads prevail. We owe it to future generations to leave a world not ruined by the ravages of a nuclear exchange. Let alone a world war.


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