Has there not been enough blood spilt,
I think to many tears have been cried,
I think we still don’t understand
And we should be asking why?
And if the answer is not good enough,
Like oil, religion or national pride,
We should hold them all accountable,
For every last soul that has died.
For it is not good enough
Because life is a precious thing,
No it is not good enough
To make hearts break and people bleed
And one day you will face the judgement
And I am sure you will be condemned,
As brutal, uncaring, wicked men,
Who will live a life of suffering to make amends.
Because it’s not good enough
For life is a precious thing,
No it’s not good enough
To cause hearts to break and cause people to bleed,
No it’s not good enough to have done what you have done
You showed that you have no inherent love.